Amy Coombe

She’s not gone. She’s waiting.

To the mum who feels average – not a little, but a lot. Flat. Slightly lost. Numb.

Ticking boxes and moving through her day in a monotonous unfulfilling way…

The version of you that you think is gone, that you may remember with both fondness and grief…

She’s not gone, she’s just buried under the should’s and need to’s, the demands, the kids, the washing, the house, the jobs, the errands, the guilt…

When did you start believing that those things matter more than you do? Than your health? Your joy? Your laugh? Your life?

I got a message this morning from a woman who heard me speak at the conference on Friday and within that message she wrote:

“We finished early and I thought, what now? Pick my daughter up early from daycare? Go home and vacuum? No. I’m going to do something that brings me joy and is just for me. I went for a walk on the beach, left my phone in the car and I really enjoyed it! I think your presentation has given me the wakeup call I really needed.”

Guys - that’s it.
That’s how it starts.
That’s how you begin to remember yourself.
That’s how you start the process of caring for yourself and improving your mental health and wellbeing.

Not by blowing up your life or going on a retreat or doing anything astronomically big…

But by choosing you, even when it feels selfish.
Actually - especially when it feels selfish.

One walk.
One decision.
One small moment within your day where you choose to rebel against everything and everyone that has forgotten that you matter too. Because you do.

You. Matter. Too.

So to the mum who feels like she’s lost herself a little —
Please know that you don’t need to go on a quest to “find” her.

She’s not gone.
She’s waiting.
Waiting to be chosen.

Put yourself first in whatever small way you can today and give yourself space to breathe again.

Amy x

P.S Replace the word Mum with Dad and read again, because I can almost guarantee, it's the same for both!

It’s been a while since I've stood in front of hundreds of people sharing my heart on stage ❤️ This morning I had the honor of speaking at a personal development conference for teachers and teaching administrators and once again, something inside me felt absolute certainty that real change with mental health and wellbeing, comes from normalising it and having honest, judgement-free conversations where people feel safe to say "me too", “I’m struggling,” "I'm not okay" or “I need support,” without fear or shame.

I can never find the words to articulate what it really feels like to watch people line up after a presentation & step into such transparent vulnerability. Shaky hands. Tear-filled eyes. Whispers of "thank you" that carry the weight of years. Requests to sign my book for loved ones, and quiet confessions of personal battles they’ve never voiced out loud — until that moment.

These aren’t just interactions—they’re reminders.
That stories heal.
That vulnerability connects us.
That when we're brave enough to speak our truth, we help others feel safe enough to do the same.

We’re all imperfect, messy, beautiful humans carrying battle scars, baggage, personal challenges - and so much resilience.

There’s no perfect path. No getting it right or doing it wrong. Just learning, unlearning, growing, and showing up with open hearts & honest words.

Keep learning. Keep healing. Keep growing. Keep going. ❤️

All I have ever wanted to do is help.
Today I know I did
❤️

I've just sat down after a full day & night of presenting to yr 3, 4, 5 & 6 kids & their Parents & for the first time I think maybe ever, I actually cried when I was thanking the school for having me back & giving me the chance to help & connect with so many beautiful kids.

I'm struggling a little bit to comprehend how they reacted to my sessions today but then at the same time, I understand that I was talking to my kids age group so I was sharing stories, tips, strategies & content that I live & breathe day in & day out within my own family.

I said to the Parents that I wasn't there as an expert on how to get it 'right', I was there as an avid learner, with kids the same age, as a Mum who is just doing all she can, in every single way possible, to learn how to keep her 3 favourite people in the world safe, thriving & mentally healthy in a pretty scary & unhealthy time in our society.

I gave my ENTIRE heart & soul today & the best feeling in the world right now is plonking on my couch exhausted, not wondering if it made a difference, but knowing deeply that it did. I had to secretly lock the door for 5 minutes at lunch so I could eat, because the kids just kept coming, sharing, thanking & opening up.

I've never told anyone this but I'm addicted to Roblox ...

I know I have anxiety & I'm ready to tell my Mum ...

No one has ever told me before that I don't have to say sorry when I cry. You're right, I haven't made a mistake or done anything wrong. I've just felt a normal feeling & there's no need to be sorry about feeling our feelings ...

I've always felt so embarrassed of my ADHD - until today Amy ...

Thank you for helping me understand that feeling lonely is felt by so many people. I thought it was just me ...

I won't keep sharing the comments but I will continue to sit here thinking about them & can almost guarantee that I'll never forget any of them ❤️

On June 22nd, it will be my 40th birthday. I have always had a private little dream tucked away within my heart that maybe I could kick start 40 by showing myself just how mentally, physically and emotionally strong I have become over the past 40 years of my life.

I've just signed up for my first ever marathon which is being held 8 days after my 40th birthday.

I feel excited, eager, proud, sick, shaky and beyond nervous but what 40 years of living has taught me is that those feelings are a sign that I am stepping outside of my comfort zone and attempting to do something I've never done before - they are not an indication of my ability and they are definitely not a reason to hold myself back from trying.

My life has been full to the brim with some of the highest highs; I have achieved dreams and personal goals that I never ever thought possible both personally and professionally. I am so proud of some of the adventures that I have had the courage to take myself on. Yet I have also felt the very depths and pain of real darkness; pain that at times I haven't been sure I would be able to find a way through. I have battled mental demons that felt unbearable, I have lost more than my heart could at times take and I have faced my self and my shadows in every way possible leaving me with the most unbreakable certainty around who I am and more importantly who I am not.

It's taken me 40 years to work out who Amy Lee is and I really like her!

I have no idea if this goal is achievable and if I'll be able to cross that finish line but I will be giving this everything I've got and will walk away so immensely proud of myself for just having the courage to give it a go and try.

If you'd like to support me on this run, with this very personal dream and at the same time support this important organisation, I would be so truly grateful.

Amy x

https://fundraise.bravehearts.org.au/fundraisers/amycoombe/777marathonperth2025