Cameron smiling on a gravel road in the hills, wearing a backpack

About Cameron

I know what “fine” costs. I paid it for years.

For most of my twenties, I was lost, and nobody would have guessed.

I had the social life, the degree, the curiosity. What I didn't have was any real idea of what I felt, needed, or wanted.

I did what I thought I should do. Work. Make money. Keep my feelings to myself. Don't step out of line.

Always striving. Never arriving.

So I searched everywhere: travel, retreats, the gym, a shelf of self-help books. All of it moved the needle slightly, but didn't get to the core. I hadn't learned the most basic thing: how to be with myself, and not abandon myself.

What changed wasn't a technique. I stopped trying to fix myself and started telling the truth, to myself first, then to the people around me. I cried. I said what I wanted. I moved toward conflict instead of away from it. It was relief. And my relationships deepened more than I could have imagined.

Later, as I transitioned from psychology student to psychologist, I spent more than two years working with students and professionals in the Netherlands. Impressive lives on the outside. A quiet numbness underneath. I recognised myself in many of them.

That's the gap I work in. Not crisis. The slow deflation of what it feels to be alive.

I also built a retreat company and a community in the Netherlands, where I've seen what happens when people stop performing in a room together.

If you recognise yourself here, let's talk.