We have all hit rock bottom at some point or the other, with hope seeming futile and poetic inspirational quotes annoying. Your journey through the wilderness back to healthy confidence is your own, and today I'd like to tell you about mine. This is a story of the worst I've been hit – of apparently all possible catastrophes striking simultaneously. While my recovery was fraught with minor dances backwards for every leap forwards, uneventful sleepless nights and some lonely mornings, it was also abundant with ice-cream, self-love and room-cleaning rounds, and that made all the difference! Have a listen and tell me about your own story down in the comments 🙂