You deserve to know who’s standing in the middle of this room and why wrestling is the language we use here. I grew up on professional wrestling. Not just watching it but feeling it. I understood, long before I had words for it, what wrestling was really about: identity masks pressure humiliation resilience comebacks the moment you almost stay down… and don’t Wrestling made sense to me because life felt like that. You take hits people don’t see. You carry pain behind a character. You learn how to perform strength while fighting something internal. You get knocked down, counted out, written off and still feel that pull to get back up. That’s the psychology I’m using here. Because I’ve lived the other side of it too. I grew up carrying things too early. I spent years dysregulated, anxious, angry, and lost. Alcohol became a way to numb the noise. Getting sober didn’t give me a happy ending, it stripped the gimmick away. And suddenly I was face-to-face with the real match. That’s when I started learning, properly, how identity is formed, how fear gets installed, how the nervous system holds memory, and why people keep repeating the same matches even when they swear they want something new. Alongside building WWA, I’m actively training in: Counselling skills (ethical, grounded, human work) Transformational coaching (identity change, behaviour, pattern interruption) And I’m working toward the long-term path of becoming a Counselling Psychologist (Doctorate level) Not to play expert. But because when you step into someone else’s inner arena, you carry responsibility. I don’t believe in shouting motivation from the crowd. I believe in staying in the ring. Everything in this space is filtered through: lived adversity recovery and sobriety formal training nervous system understanding and the wrestling truth that characters aren’t fake , they’re adaptive It’s a response. In life, neither are your patterns. This locker room exists because I needed a place where:

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