30/12/2025
"I really need to keep it together while I'm in here. I really need to keep it together."
Guest
For six weeks in hospital, Dimi held herself together.
Daily blood tests at 7am.
Methotrexate injections.
A procedure that ended a heartbeat.
10 days in complete isolation—no window, no walks.
Constant fear: "Is today the day I have to have a hysterectomy?"
She created routines.
Coffee walks.
Makeup every morning.
Game shows at 5pm.
Anything to get through each day.
But she wasn't processing. She was surviving.
When she finally came home to her apartment—her happy place—she couldn't feel the relief she expected. "That's when I fell into a bit of a heap."
Then came the pressure to move on. "It happened, just forget about it."
So she threw herself into egg freezing. Eight cycles in one year. Treatment became distraction. Because focusing on *that* meant she didn't have to focus on *this*.
It took 4 years.
Four years before she could finally let herself cry.
Four years before a meditation retreat in Greece where she set the intention to simply "let go."
Four years before she could truly grieve what happened.
If you're reading this and you're still "keeping it together"—your timeline is valid.
There's no rush to process trauma.
And when you're ready, you don't have to do it alone.
Listen to Dimi's full story (link in bio).
Her vulnerability in sharing what she's never spoken about publicly might be exactly what someone needs to hear today.
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