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….aka the one where I break my arm… and still show up.

This week, I wasn’t planning on recording.

Because I wasn’t planning on breaking my f*cking arm.

And yet….here I am. Messy bun. Painkillers. Microphone. Because there’s something about being cracked open that reminds you what really matters.

In this (very human, slightly wobbly) episode, I talk about….

• What breaking my arm taught me about business, identity, and being forced to slow the hell down
  
• Why survival mode is seductive (but also suffocating)
  
• How reinvention often begins in the rubble… or in my case, the A&E waiting room

No 5-step plans. No polished takeaways. Just the raw, real truth of what happens when the woman who holds it all together… can’t.

If you’ve ever found yourself flat on your back (figuratively or literally), this one’s for you.

Hit play, love. Let’s rewrite the narrative, bruises and all.

Loads of love,

Sarah x

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