I am seven years old. Again I am washing the walls right by the staircase and the entrance lobby entrance. I know this drill already. There is no hiding. There is no way of not being seen to be further humiliated. “You are a child of sin”. These words do not register what they should mean. All I know is that I am doing a punishment that I neither deserve nor have an understanding of the reason. In my mind, I create a story that no matter what I do or say, I have no worth in this life. I will not be acknowledged for my truth. I develop a technique that helps me stay strong in times of adversity.

I am now a middle-aged housewife married with 4 children within a fifteen-year age range. I also work part-time to help support the family’s financial needs. Everybody has different needs to be addressed. I am exhausted, depleted of energy and can’t do it. I stand with ingredients in my hand that I took out of the kitchen cupboard to prepare supper, and I stare at them. I don’t know what I am doing here. I am aware of the kitchen. It should give me an indication of what I need to do next, but I just have no idea. My husband comes in and asks me what I am doing and how long it will be till supper is ready. I break down into a little bundle on the floor. He leaves me there. I cry until I can get up and just go to bed.

What I know for sure is that something must change. I write an angry letter to God. I pour out my frustrations and ask for help. I know that my life as it was could not continue indefinitely like this. I cannot just leave. I have a family who relies on me, each in their own way. I make a decision to only do what I can until I am stronger again. I start reading and studying subjects that relate to personal growth. I try and understand why I am in my life where I am. Self-help books become my source of information to know that I am not crazy.

I come across a small advert in the Sunday papers which I am drawn to. It is a 3-year course in traumatology. I have no idea what that means, but my first day in class is like ‘coming home’. All the questions that have stayed unanswered are like puzzle pieces finding their fit. I can see my purpose in helping other people heal from their wounds of abuse of any kind.

I am not a victim of my circumstance. I now know that I can heal from the wounds of the past.

I manage to finish me three years and get my degree. It may not seem like much to others, but for me, it is the start of a new purpose in my life. I know that I can now help heal others from their wounds too. Each person I help heal is a huge victory for me.

I continue to learn skills that support further healing. I study ethnomedicine. My focus turns to see a person as a whole. While healing from the emotional wounds, the body wants to be supported physiologically.  

I become a facilitator and trainer in Family and Systemic Constellations. This work opens even further healing from core wounds and supports all other emotional healing skills that I have learned and developed. The step to becoming a transformational coach becomes inevitable. Recovering from our injuries opens up the pathway to dreaming more significant dreams and stepping into a life path of happiness.

“I love to help people who suffer from negative emotions or stress-related feelings, whose rational thinking distorts the perception of the world into empowering a life that is awesome and filled with happiness”. 

Sonja Simak is a degreed Integral Traumatologist and also a qualified registered  International NLP Master Life and Transformation, Coach.

Sonja specialises in unique and highly effective stress intervention treatments.

With over 15 years’ experience, Sonja has developed effective counselling and coaching services which provide an immediate physical and mental resolution – restoring the individual to normality and allowing you to gain control of your day to day living.