Our love story & connection

In one another they found safety and in safety, they found healing.

What deepened our love wasn’t just who we were, but how our values kept aligning in small, almost unspoken ways. We both found meaning in simplicity. We both felt restored by nature, not entertained by it. And gradually, without needing to declare it, a shared vision started to take shape: a life that felt real.

It wasn’t about escape—it was about returning. Returning to something grounded. Honest. A way of living where your time and energy meant something, not just to you, but to others. You saw in each other the same pull toward helping, toward creating a life that wasn’t just comfortable, but purposeful.

Loving him became inseparable from that vision. It wasn’t just “us” in isolation—it was “us” in the world, walking the same direction. Building something that reflected who you both truly were.

And the realisation came quietly: this wasn’t just love. It was alignment. A shared way of being. A life you could grow into together, not just dream about.

Hans Jacobs

Hannah Waters-Jacobs

Hannah's transformation

Check out my book 'Let yourself grow'

A Guide to Reclaiming Your Life Beyond the Stories You Were Told. This book will resonate with you if you feel trapped by conventional expectations. A hybrid of exploring the philosophy and psychology behind "choosing yourself" as well as a personal narrative & actionable advice. The arc from childhood trauma and people-pleasing, through a pivotal moment of realization, to reclaiming a sense of self-worth. This book offers hope of midlife transformation where you might find peace.

During my childhood, I learned early that my job was to be quiet, to be good, to not make waves. I learned that my worth was determined by how well I could meet others' expectations, how effectively I could disappear my own needs. I learned that love was conditional—something you earned by being who others needed you to be.

By the time I reached young adulthood, I had no sense of self. I had opinions only insofar as they matched what I thought others wanted to hear. I made decisions based entirely on what would please or appease the people around me. I had constructed an entire personality out of accommodation and performance, and I genuinely believed that's what it meant to be a good person.

I had no idea I'd been traumatized. I had no framework for understanding that what happened to me was abuse. I just thought there was something fundamentally wrong with me—some essential deficiency that explained why I felt so empty, so anxious, so perpetually inadequate.

I learned that my body had been holding these emotions for decades, and it was exhausted from the effort. This led to severe illness and at it's a peak a year where I spent at least 20-22 hours of every day in bed, where I could no longer take my daughter to school or walk my dog. Constant fainting, a chronic fatigue, acne rosacea, food intolerances, intestinal issues, worms, IBS, enlarged ovaries, PCOS, asthma....the list went on.

Processing was like finally setting down a heavy weight I'd been carrying.

I did a lot of this work in therapy, with a trauma-informed therapist who could hold space for my pain without trying to fix it. I also did somatic work, breathwork, and a lot of writing. I don't want to make it sound easy. It was painful. Very painful. But I deserved something better. And the lighter I became the more encouraged I was to continue working through my triggers and to free myself from them.

Fast forward a couple of years and I'm a busy mum, I married the love of my life, I run my own business and have a general zest for life. Trauma doesn't leave you and triggers can always be there, but I have the tools to handle it and move forward without it effecting my day. You deserve to feel as free & grounded as I do and we are here to help you with that when you feel ready.

Hannah x