For more than two decades, I’ve watched anxiety quietly shape childhoods and affect family life. I’ve seen bright, kind, capable children become so overwhelmed by worry that they struggle to learn, make friends, join in or simply enjoy being children.
But this isn’t just my profession—it’s personal. Because I was that child. I was the anxious, clingy little girl who desperately wanted to join in but so often said no. No to school. No to sleepovers. No to birthday parties. No to school venture weeks. No to ballet and gymnastics classes.
Not because I didn’t want to go but because I was terrified that I wouldn’t cope. If I did try things it would be once and then I’d not go again. For years, I called myself a “home bird” believing that was just ‘who I was.’ Looking back now, I realise that wasn’t really true.
I wasn’t choosing to stay close to home because home was the only place I wanted to be. I stayed because anxiety convinced me that the world outside wasn’t safe. Deep down, I wanted to join in, I wanted to have fun, I wanted to spread my wings and fly but I just couldn’t.
That experience led me to study and specialise in anxiety and emotional wellbeing so that I could dedicate my work to supporting parents and helping children nip these worries ‘in the bud’ and get the most out of their childhood.
As a teacher, I’ve spent more than 20 years supporting children and watching first-hand how anxiety can affect every part of a child’s life (as it did mine) not only their learning but also their confidence, friendships, independence and self-belief.
As a mum, I understand the worry that keeps parents awake at night. The endless searching for answers. The guilt, the self-doubt and the feeling that everyone else seems to know what they’re doing while you’re desperately trying to help your child.
