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Ten years ago, my life changed overnight.

My husband fell from a two-storey roof and was rushed to hospital. He was badly injured and unable to work — for three years. I had two young children at home, a household to keep running, and suddenly, I became the breadwinner.

There was no dramatic decision or grand plan.

There was simply a quiet, steady realisation:

I needed to make this work — and I needed to do it in a way that allowed me to be present for my family.

At the time, I was doing what many brilliant women do.
I was working hard. Really hard.

I was winning €4K clients, delivering great work, moving quickly from one project to the next — and then finding myself back in the same place again. Busy. Tired. Watching cash flow tighten just as I came up for air.

It looked like success from the outside.

Inside, it felt like running on a treadmill.

Playing small looks different to how it feels.

Playing small can look like:

• being fully booked
• delivering great results
• hav
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