I was running desperately late, working as a private physiotherapist in an exclusive clinic.
A patient had come to see me with agonising low back pain and by the time they were well enough to walk out, I was hopelessly behind schedule.
Not only were my next patients incredibly angry, but I was majorly stressed.
Thoughts crowded into my head, demanding attention.
I was living in Berlin; anxious, jobless and unsure what to do next.
I wanted to change career, but didn’t know how to do it.
On one hand, the future seemed full of potential and possibility, while on the other, it appeared a scary, hostile place.
Fortunately, in that time of transition, I had one thing I could rely on…