Hi, I'm Viktorija

I know what it feels like to keep giving everything to everyone else and have nothing left for yourself.

For years I lived in a state of over-functioning — carrying others, adapting, achieving on the outside while quietly disconnecting on the inside.

Even while achieving externally — career progression, milestones, responsibilities, the life that looked "right" — internally I carried a relentless feeling that I wasn't good enough. That I was somehow an imposter. That I don't quite fit.

So I controlled harder. Performed better. Pushed further. Held myself to impossible standards while silently drowning under pressure, self-judgment and exhaustion.

What I didn't understand then was that so much of who I believed myself to be wasn't actually me.

It was conditioning.

I grew up in what looked like a fairly ordinary and caring family. My parents loved my brother and me, and did the best they could with what they thought was best. My mother showed love through tireless action and sacrifice — it was all she had learnt. My father worked away for much of my childhood, coming and going in ways that were loving but inconsistent. My mother carried most of the household and us children, largely on her own. There was no dramatic story. No obvious trauma. Just the quiet, unspoken weight of unlived lives, inherited limitations and unmet needs — passed down, as they always are, without anyone meaning any harm.

You see, children don't only take in what they are told. They also absorb what is felt without understanding.

And so, I grew up inside emotional inconsistency, tension and unpredictability. As a child, without anyone ever saying it directly, I absorbed a set of beliefs about love, worth and safety:

That love had to be earned.
That my voice didn't matter.
That my needs were too much.
That strength meant enduring silently.
That my value came from being useful to others.
That it was safer to suppress my feelings than express them.

I became highly attuned to other people. I learnt to read rooms, manage tension, anticipate needs and keep the peace. I became the responsible one, the capable one and emotionally self-reliant.

But in the process, I abandoned myself. And I had no idea about it.

I discovered coaching in 2017 — and it cracked my world open.

Not all at once. Growth, as I would come to learn, is never a straight line.

I immersed myself in understanding human psychology, development, behaviour and transformation — reading constantly, training deeply, taking courses — desperately searching for the magic formula that would end the inner pain.

And while things shifted, something still remained stuck.

Around that time, something else was unfolding. My wonderful son — who is neurodiverse — was presenting me with a mirror I wasn't always ready to look into. The more awareness I gained, the more I could see where I was falling short as a mother. The guilt that came with that awareness was real and at times, overwhelming. One resource leading to the next, I was always looking for the answer somewhere outside of myself.

But the breakthrough didn't come from finding the right technique.

It came when I stopped trying to fix what was in front of me and started to look within. And so, started with the toughest one — doing the forgiveness work.

The resistance to it was real. But the more I forgave myself, the closer I got to my son. That taught me something I now carry into everything I do — the most powerful thing we can do for the people we love is do our own inner work. Because what happens inside us is always reflected in the world around us.

From there, the work deepened across every level — emotional, somatic, unconscious, spiritual. I explored trauma, attachment patterns, nervous system regulation, inherited family dynamics, and more. Layer by layer, I started to let go of what wasn't mine to carry.

It also required the hardest decision I have ever made. Leaving a marriage where two people, each carrying their own shadows of the past, could no longer grow together. I had spent years bending, adapting, abandoning myself to survive emotionally — not out of weakness, but out of everything I had been taught love required. That was the mould I had bought into. And it had to break.

I have two children. Leaving was not simple.

But staying would have cost me my truth, my freedom and ultimately myself.

I help men and women reconnect with themselves beneath the conditioning, survival patterns and emotional exhaustion they have carried for years.

Many of the clients I work with appear capable on the outside, yet internally feel disconnected, depleted or stuck. They are often highly self-aware, deeply perceptive individuals who have spent years carrying everything for everyone else while becoming increasingly disconnected from themselves.

Some are struggling with burnout, anxiety, people-pleasing or relationship patterns. Others simply know that the life they are living no longer feels aligned, even if they cannot fully explain why yet.

What I have found is that insight alone is rarely enough.

Lasting transformation happens when the mind, body, emotions and nervous system begin working together again, as one.

My work integrates emotional, somatic, behavioural, mental and unconscious approaches to support clients in creating deep internal change — not just temporary external shifts.

I do not follow rigid formulas or scripts. Every person is different. I listen deeply, meet them where they are and work intuitively with what is truly present beneath the surface.

Everything I guide others through is something I have walked through myself first.

I was born in Lithuania, have lived across Europe, and have called the UK home since 2010. I am a mother of two. And I have rebuilt myself from the inside out many times over. I am living proof that transformation is possible at any stage, from any starting point, no matter how stuck things feel right now.

My clients often tell me they feel deeply safe, seen and understood in our work together — sometimes for the first time in their lives.

To me, this work is not about fixing people.

It is about helping them remember who they were before they learnt they had to become someone else in order to be loved.