Read this if you're struggling right now...
/I know one of my clients is struggling right now — finding it hard to see the light at the end of a very long tunnel.
This is for her. And it’s for you, if you’re there too.
May marks 1-year since I proved Doctors wrong (again).
18 months in hormone hell (PMDD) nearly ended me. But I rebuilt from the inside out.
Before the breakthrough came the chaos...
Let’s talk about the joyride that is PMDD (IYKYK — if not, buckle up):
Extreme lows — for me, that meant severe depression. The kind where you fantasise how you could end the pain.
Nauseating pain for days… or weeks.
Chronic insomnia.
Bone-deep fatigue.
And a goodie bag of other delightful symptoms.
Just to spice things up? It lasted 2–3 weeks every. single. month.
One symptom stayed for six months straight.
It felt like I had been hijacked.
No map. No manual. No mercy.
Now… rewind to two weeks before everything changed.
Last May, I wasn’t sure I’d make it to the airport, let alone ski under the Arctic sky at a backcountry ski festival in Svalbard.
That photo below? Taken at the end of Day 1.
It felt like a miracle.
So did the two that followed.
Because behind the scenes, I was falling apart.
Crippling mental breakdowns. The kind that make the world feel like it’s ending — again and again.
And yet… somehow I made it.
I skied two wild mountains — equal parts terrifying and electric.
By May 17th, I was on another trip in Jotunheimen. Something was shifting.
The symptoms were still there, but I could hold them differently. I started to believe maybe — just maybe — the worst was behind me.
I also knew I needed a different environment.
So when I stumbled across Sogndal — where you can ski slush in the morning and sunbathe by a fjord in the afternoon (yes, people actually live like this) — I handed in my rental notice. That same week.
Another leap of faith.
I had just enough trust to bet on the woman I could barely see.
Now fast-forward to this May 17th, 2025.
I slipped on a couture dress my mum made in her twenties (it fits like a dream), danced until 2am, hiked the next day, sunbathed, laughed with friends...
And then my period arrived.
Zero. Symptoms.
No pain. No rage. No anxiety. No bloating. No depression. No mood crashes. No sleepless nights. Not even a whisper of the old me.
I don’t say this lightly: This is what full-body, soul-deep healing looks like.
No hacks. No shortcuts. No pretending.
Just 1.5 years of intense work — on my mindset, my body, my energy, and every unconscious pattern beneath the surface.
Hired a multi-dimensional healer and coach. Accupuncture. Holistic doctors.
Invested £15-20k+.
Hundreds of hours.
Fuelled by blind delulu faith that my magic would return.
It did..Now it’s roaring back ;)
So if you’ve been told:
“Just give up”
“You’re crazy.”
“You’re too much.”
“It’s all in your head.”
“You’re not good enough”
“It’s only going to get worse”
You can kindly tell them to F*ck Off.
I’ve heard it all (and more). And I refused to believe it
If I had believed a single one of those projections? I’d still be stuck in a bed in my parents’ house, resigned to invisible conditions and in a very dark place. But I didn’t. (that's a story for another time - also recovered fully from severe chronic fatigue syndrome).
I believed it was possible to heal –– And when I didn’t, my team did.
Together, we brought me back to life.
In every sense of the way.
So let me ask you this:
What could you achieve if you believed in the impossible — and took aligned action every damn day to make it real?
Let this be your sign: The light at the end of the tunnel isn’t a myth — it’s just around a corner you can’t see yet.
And when you get there?
It will blow your f*cking mind.
I know — because I’ve done it. More than once. And the life flowing in now? It’s beyond anything I dreamed of.
If this resonated with you, and you want support on your version of this journey — just email me: adelaide@adelaidegoodeve
I’m here for the wild souls, the high-achievers, the high-performers healing in the dark.
You deserve to sparkle.
Louder. Brighter. Freer.
Big love, Adelaide x
P.S. I’m opening up space for just 3 new clients this summer.
So by the time the kids are back at school, the next season kicks off, or work ramps up again — you'll be showing up with a whole new mindset. More energy. More clarity. More momentum.
And if there’s a voice in your head saying “this probably won’t work for me” — don’t let that be the thing that holds you back.
I’ve helped 500+ high achievers get the promotion, nail the career pivot, sell their biz, become that name in the room — in 6–12 months flat.
No fluff. Just champagne fizz and results that actually stick.
Let’s have a conversation. You might be one decision away from a very different reality. Just just email me: adelaide@adelaidegoodeve
