For anyone suffering from psychosomatic illnesses, I want you to know: you’re not alone—and you’re not broken.

My story began quietly, as many do. I started having digestion issues as a teenager, but it wasn’t until 2017 in Frankfurt am Main that everything truly unraveled. A series of life events triggered the deepest depression I had ever experienced—a dark night of the soul. Each evening, as it got dark, I was overwhelmed by intense anxiety. What followed was a storm of symptoms: strange migraines, insomnia, newly developed allergies to pollen and dust, unexplained rashes that looked like bug bites, and a nervous system in full alarm mode.

Doctors offered creams and pills, but nothing helped. Some suspected burnout, but no one could truly tell me what was wrong. I carried these symptoms into a new job in Berlin, masking my pain while my inner world crumbled. I hated the job so much I cried daily after work. Eventually, I was let go—an unexpected blessing. But with the facade of my identity gone, I was swallowed again by anxiety and confusion.

Soon, physical pain in my abdomen kept me up at night. I feared I had a serious illness. I went through CT scans, MRIs, endless doctor visits. Nothing conclusive. Just vague comments like "undernourished" or "unfit."

Out of desperation, I flew to China for Traditional Chinese Medicine (TCM). A family friend—a respected professor—prescribed me 40 kinds of bitter herbs. I drank them daily for three months. Nothing improved. Then, a hospital visit led to antibiotics to treat what they called inflammation and abdominal fluid. But my body couldn't handle the 10-day infusion. By day 3, I struggled to breathe. I stopped by day 7, but the damage was done.

Suddenly, I couldn't climb stairs, talk much, or even walk quickly. A burning pain around my heart flared with any exertion. Exhaustion would send me into 2–3 days of coma-like sleep. Everything triggered symptoms—weather, tight clothes, conversations. Again, no diagnosis. A year later, one doctor finally suggested asthma. It fit.

Meanwhile, my health continued to decline: skin sensitivity, chronic diarrhea, thickened uterus lining (they recommended surgery or risky hormone treatment), prolapsed colon causing bladder infections, kidney and gallstones, back pain, chronic fatigue, headaches, and more. Each doctor visit unearthed new symptoms—benign tumors, infections, cysts. I felt cursed. I reached rock bottom and begged for a miracle.

But there was no instant awakening. Only small signs. A Korean Christian kidney doctor told me, “It’s in your psyche.” A hospital roommate in her 70s, who had just had kidney surgery, told me: “Life is a choice. Some people just leave.” I knelt in my kitchen, staring at a tree, praying: "I want to live." Slowly, I began to mean it.

Eventually, I found a gentler TCM doctor in Berlin. One-twelfth the herbs, weekly acupuncture—and for the first time, things changed. My uterine cysts and infections disappeared. I returned to dance classes 2–3 times a week, despite the pain, and symptoms lessened. I slept on carboard at night, and my back pain vanished. I practiced Wim Hof breathing religiously 3 times a week, and my asthma improved.

I tried everything: Accupuncture,Accupressure,Moxa Therapy,Reiki Healing,Hakomi Somatic Therapy,Pentarei Therapy a lot a lot of Cognitive Behavirial therapy, Bio-feedback, Bodywork, Homeopathy, Sound healing, Energy healing, Wimhof and Holotropic Breathwork, Qigong, Hypnosis, Dr.Dispenza Meditation many many many kinds of special diets, TCM herbs and Ayurveda, and more. For every method, I fully committed, giving it at least a month. I followed my intuition and paid close attention to what resonated. Over time, most of my symptoms went away.

Now, I feel more resilient than ever. I’ve collected so many tools to manage psychosomatic conditions. I’ve come to understand: our bodies are always communicating. Every symptom—grief in asthma, anxiety in IBS, overwhelm in headaches—was a messenger. My shame, guilt, and sadness had built a prison I locked myself inside. And only I held the key.

Of everything I tried, hypnosis was the most direct, effective tool to get to the root of psychosomatic illness. Hypnosis allows us to gently bypass the conscious mind and meet the subconscious where all emotional pain, trauma, and beliefs are stored. We uncover blind spots and rewrite those patterns—not with force, but with compassion.

At first, my healing journey was marked by small signs here and there—tiny moments that quietly built my belief in healing and strengthened my will to survive. Then, I started experimenting through trial and error, approaching it systematically and scientifically. I tested what worked, what didn’t, always observing closely.

Through careful reflection, I developed a stronger and stronger intuition about what steps to take next. Over time, this intuition grew so clear it felt like a sixth sense guiding me—a deep inner knowing that would lead my life and healing even further.

Along the way, I had many mystical experiences. For example, I dreamt four times that I would die at the age of 42. One figure in those dreams told me there was a way around this fate if I kept searching. Unsatisfied with vague answers, I sought a more direct, literal conversation with the divine through past life regression. There, I was shown the creation of my soul, my soul mission, my past lives, and the path forward. I developed the skills of lucid dreaming and have intense vivid mysterious lucid dreams weekly. I also had a few Out of Body experiences.

Today, I offer psychosomatic hypnosis in Berlin with deep care, letting every client move at their own pace. My sessions are gentle but powerful, trauma-sensitive, and always guided by the body’s intelligence.

If you’re struggling with chronic symptoms, fatigue, digestive issues, skin problems, pain, or mystery illnesses that doctors can’t explain—there is another way. There is hope.

I’m living proof.