The U Crew

You disappeared beneath the roles, the rules, the noise.

Let’s find the real you again...messy hair, tea in hand, heart wide open.

You’ve been the strong one for as long as you can remember. The dependable one. The one who picks up the slack, remembers the appointments, keeps the peace, does the emotional labour, makes sure everyone else is okay even when you’re quietly falling apart.

And now? You’re wondering if there’s ever going to be a moment that’s just…yours. A moment where no one needs you. Where the mental noise shuts up for five minutes and you can finally hear what you actually think. What you want. Who you even are anymore.

I see you. Because I’ve been there, tea in hand, rage in chest, wondering where the hell I went.

I know how it feels to be spread so thin you forget your own name. To long for silence but be terrified of what might come up when it finally arrives. To be exhausted down to your bones, not just physically, but soul tired. To look in the mirror and think, this can’t be it. Not because your life is bad, but because somewhere along the way, you vanished inside it.

That’s why this space exists. Not to fix you. Not to help you become “the best version of yourself.” Honestly? Fuck that.

This is a space for the woman under the roles, the rules and the performance. The you that’s been waiting. Quietly. Patiently. For someone to say: You get to come first now.

And no, not in some big, shiny, transformation-y way. In a “sit in your trackies, drink your tea and actually exhale” kind of way.

Because sometimes all you need is one honest moment. A breath. A truth bomb. A tiny flicker of joy. Something real enough to make you feel like yourself again, even for a minute.

This is your place now. To be messy and magical. Tired and worthy. Held, without having to explain a damn thing.

Welcome back to you.

"This isn’t self improvement. It’s self remembrance!"

Hi, I’m Sarah, and no, I don’t have it all together. But I’ve lived enough life to know what matters. And it’s not pushing harder or pretending you’re fine. It’s honest moments that remind you you’re still here.

I’ve built businesses while falling apart. Held my family through grief. Lost a baby. Lost myself more times than I can count. I’ve wrestled with worth, weight and the kind of tired that goes bone deep.

Now? I’m still caring for my people. Still juggling. But I’m also dreaming of a slower, simpler life. Most days, that looks like green tea in my egg chair or a quiet breath in the car. Small moments. But they help.

I don’t want to fix women. I want to free them. From the noise. The pressure. The invisible weight of being fine. The U Crew is my way of saying you get to matter, too. You don’t have to be perfect. You don’t have to earn rest. You just get to be. Tired, tender, wild, brilliant, you.

This space is mine. And now it’s yours. A place to remember what peace feels like. Not through transformation, but through small, ordinary moments that whisper you’re still in there.

If you ever want to reach out, I’m here. Write to me hello@theucrew.com or read more about my story here.

“Peace isn’t a luxury. It’s your birthright.”

You don’t always need a five year plan or another bloody checklist. Sometimes you just need one moment that feels like yours. Not a fix. Not a task. Just three quiet minutes that remind you you’re still in there beneath the noise, the shoulds, the endless emotional load.

So I made something. It’s small. It’s real. And it feels like a deep breath wrapped in a hug.

The 3 Minute Joy Pack is a soft rebellion against burnout. A pocket sized spark of joy. A little here luv try this when everything feels too much.

If you’re longing for something that feels like care not work… it’s waiting for you.

Want a little joy? I’ll send it straight to your inbox.

"You don’t need a retreat. You need a f**king minute to exhale."

You don’t need fixing. You need a minute to feel human again

You made it here. To this tiny pocket of peace in a world that keeps asking you to hold it all together. And this...this is just the start.

Behind the scenes, I’m creating a soft rebellion. A slow drip of calm in the chaos. Real tools for real women who are one meltdown away from screaming into a pillow…again!

Think voice notes that feel like a friend. Tiny actions that take less than a minute but still manage to shift something. Gentle prompts. Quiet pep talks. Emotional permission slips that say, "You get to fall apart, and still be whole."

No courses. No expectations. No performative bullshit. Just honest, doable support for the days when brushing your teeth feels like an achievement.

I’m not here to coach you into another version of yourself. I’m here to remind you that the one you already are? She’s bloody brilliant. She just needs a minute. Maybe three.

So take this space. It’s yours now. A soft place to land, one real moment at a time.

“Joy isn’t gone. It’s just been waiting somewhere quiet, where you finally come first.”

Tiny Acts of Joy

If you’ve been holding it all together with a fake smile and a frayed nerve… this is for you.

This isn’t a course. Or a challenge. There’s nothing to catch up on. Nothing to finish. Just a soft landing when the world gets too loud.

Inside Tiny Acts of Joy, you’ll find little lifelines, gentle voice notes that feel like a friend, tiny mood shifting actions and quiet reminders that you matter. Even when you’re a mess. Especially then.

No pressure. No pretending. No gold stars for swallowing your feelings.

Just a warm space to exhale, reconnect and find one small spark of joy even in the middle of the chaos.

If your heart whispered finally, you’re so welcome to come in.

COME INSIDE TINY ACTS OF JOY

You can write to me anytime at hello@theucrew.com

I might take a little time to reply, I’m juggling a lot just like you, but I’ll always get back to you.