What women have said,
after.

I came to Lameez certain I was beyond fixing. I left having cried once and laughed twice. My shoulders dropped about three inches and they have stayed there.

I’m a psychologist and a skeptic, and I’ve now booked twelve sessions. The work goes somewhere talking simply doesn’t reach. That’s the cleanest way I can put it.

Perimenopause had turned me into someone I didn’t recognise — rage, no sleep, a body that suddenly refused to do anything I asked of it. The Qigong + tapping combination gave me my sleep back within three weeks. I’m not exaggerating, and I am not someone who exaggerates.

Lameez is the kind of practitioner who makes you feel met, not managed. Every session feels like the first deep breath of a long day.

I had spent two years on a waiting list for a CBT therapist. Three sessions with Lameez did more than I had hoped a year of CBT would do. I’m not saying replace one with the other — but for the body part of anxiety, this is the work.

My mother died eight years ago and I never properly cried. In the second session I did. Lameez held space for that with such quiet that I felt something old finally close.

Eight months postpartum and I had become a stranger to myself. Lameez’s six-session container gave me a way back without asking me to be anyone I wasn’t yet ready to be.

I came thinking I needed to fix my career. I left understanding it was my nervous system that needed fixing first. The career part sorted itself out, mostly. Funny how that works.

Lameez held me through a divorce that I genuinely don’t think I could have done alone. She is the gentlest unflinching person I have met.