Hi, I'm Charlie, a psychotherapist, meditation teacher, and the founder of Your Sacred Space.…
Before We Go Further, I Want to Be Honest With You…
Theory I trust
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Life I've lived
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Master's Qualified
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Theory I trust ✿ Life I've lived ✿ Master's Qualified ✿ ACA-accredited ✿
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Hey!
I've been sitting with how much of myself to share here for a while now.
In psychotherapy training we're taught to be a blank slate — to keep the focus entirely on the client, to hold our stories close so we can be a mirror, not a character in the room. But I don't quite resonate with the idea that therapists must disappear. The world is changing. And I believe that knowing the human behind the role helps people feel safer, and less alone.
So here goes…
My name is Charlotte, though most people call me Charlie. I was born in Hong Kong in 1994, and my early memories are of chaos. Arguments, broken glasses, a heaviness that still lingers at times. I don't have many happy memories of childhood.
Until I was six, I had a nanny, my safe space. I genuinely believe she shaped the trajectory of my life. “Give me a child until (s)he is 7 and I will show you the (wo)man. When she left, everything shifted. My parents separated, and it was a messy divorce that myself and my siblings were all pulled into.
My father moved to Vietnam to start a new family. My mother moved us to Spain. I was seven, in my fourth school, in a country where we knew no one and didn’t speak the language.
For as long as I can remember, both of my parents were physically and emotionally absent. We don't need the finer details - the truth is simply that I grew up in instability. And growing up in so much chaos, I found ways to cope that made sense at the time, even when they weren't good for me.
I developed an eating disorder (bulimia) at eight years old, and it stayed with me well into my early twenties. Growing up in so much chaos, my weight was the only thing I had control over. But eventually it started to control me.
Then came ballet. This little pocket of beauty where I could breathe. I danced every day. It became my refuge, home never felt safe, so I went to the studio instead. I remember googling the legal age to leave home. Sixteen. So I made it my mission.
I worked obsessively to get into one of the UK's most prestigious musical theatre schools.
At sixteen, I dropped out of high school and moved alone to London. After a couple of years of dancing full-time, at a school that was a breeding ground for insecurities (and bullying), my bulimia worsened. My body broke down, I got pneumonia, and eventually injured my back.
I left school, worked in TV and film, then trained at drama school.
Looking back, I can see I was trying to outrun my life. Trying on different identities, hoping I'd find myself along the way. I didn't.
Then one day something changed. It was like a light bulb moment, I needed to leave London. I needed space. I needed a different life. So in 2018, I booked a one-way ticket to Australia. Alone. I knew no one. Had no real desire to even visit Australia before. But the ticket was booked, and two weeks later, I was on my way. To find myself...
I would love to say I found myself waiting for me at Melbourne airport. But that wasn't the case. I actually hit rock bottom. I was even more lost than when I arrived.
Then COVID happened. I know for many this was such a tough time - for me too - but it also saved me. In 2020 I knew I had to leave Melbourne, so just before lockdown I bought my van Tilly and once again ran from my problems. Except this time, I was forced to sit with my demons, my past, and my trauma. This was when my journey truly began.
During my eight months of van life, there were days I didn't speak to another human. I'd camp in the middle of a field with no phone signal and just sit. I meditated, did yoga, journalled, cried for the first time in years.
What I realised was this: I was so alone, but I very rarely felt lonely. I fell deeply in love with myself and my own company. I learnt how to love and respect my body for the first time. It was painful and profound all at once.
I got to know myself. To come out of survival mode. And just... be.
I returned to Melbourne in 2022 and began my Master's in counselling and psychotherapy. Did my 200hr yoga teacher training in Bali. Worked in mental health. Met the most amazing people. And honestly - the more I've gotten to know myself, the deeper and more meaningful my friendships have become.
2023 was life-changing. I travelled Europe and ended the trip in Portugal at a retreat that shifted everything - my mindset, my coping, and the way I related to myself. I came home, stopped drinking, stopped partying, and started taking care of my mind and body. I found peace from within.
And in 2025, I launched Your Sacred Space.
My story is long, chaotic, colourful, and full of lessons. I've been disappointed. I've had my heart broken countless times. But I've always come out stronger.
I'm still a work in progress, and honestly? I think I've done a pretty good job.
This is why I created this space. To show women that no matter your upbringing, your past, or your story, things can change. You can rewrite the narrative.
I hope something in my story resonates, offers perspective, or simply helps you feel less alone on your own path. Whatever brought you here, I'm truly glad you're here.
With warmth, grounding, and care,
Charlie
Why did I start YSS?
I didn't come to this work from a place of having it all figured out. I came to it from the inside - from knowing what it feels like to be mid-transformation, and not quite recognise yourself in the mirror some mornings.
I craved depth. Real conversation. The kind of friendship where you could say the true thing and be met with something just as real back. But the spaces I found were too surface, too big, or built for a version of me I was already outgrowing.
What I didn't know then was how many other women felt exactly the same. So many of us seem to be carrying this quiet, unnamed hunger for real connection - even while looking, from the outside, completely fine.
I've come to believe healing rarely happens alone. It happens in relationship - with yourself, and with others. That's part of why Your Sacred Space holds more than one way in:
One-to-one therapy, for the deep, personal work. Women's circles and community gatherings, for the quiet medicine of being witnessed together. Meditation sessions, for reconnecting with yourself when everything feels like a lot.
Different containers, same intention - you don't have to do this alone.
If that's what you've been looking for, I think you're in the right place.
Qualifications & Training
I hold a Master's degree in Counselling, building on a Diploma and Graduate Diploma in Counselling & Psychotherapy along the way. I'm also a registered member of the ACA (Australian Counselling Association).
At the heart of how I work is a person-centred approach, alongside ACT, somatic practice, and mindfulness. That's the foundation underneath everything I do in the room with someone - though I'll always bring in whatever else feels right for you, drawing on other modalities and theories when they're a better fit for what you need.
Outside of therapy, I'm a trained yoga and meditation teacher too - 200 hours in yoga, 50 in meditation - and that training shapes the way I work with breath, body, and stillness, alongside the mind. I'm also currently training in psychedelic-assisted therapy.
This is a space I want to feel safe for everyone who walks into it. I'm proud to be LGBTQI+ affirming and sex worker-friendly, and I hold this work in a way that's inclusive and non-judgmental, always.
Client love
You'll see testimonials here for the meditations and women's circles, but you won't find any for 1:1 therapy. That's not an oversight - it's something I feel quite strongly about, even if it makes things harder to "sell."
Therapy is so personal. What happens between two people in that room is hard to put into words at all, let alone in a few lines on a website. And honestly, I don't love the idea of asking someone to share their healing publicly just so it might help convince the next person to book. What felt right for one person might not be what you need - and I don't think a glowing review could ever really tell you whether someone feels like the right fit for you.
So instead of testimonials, here's a gentler invitation: sit with my story for a moment. The way I talk about this work, the way I show up in it. See what it stirs in you. Does something in it feel familiar? Does it feel like a fit, or maybe it doesn't - and that's okay too. I think that tells you more than any review could.
And please, shop around if you want to. Book a few discovery calls, with me and with other therapists, until something feels right. This relationship matters more than almost anything else in the work we'd do together, so take your time finding it.
One more gentle reminder, here and anywhere else you're reading reviews - people usually only share the parts they want others to see. A lovely review is real, but it's rarely the whole picture. And it was never meant to be the thing that decides for you. That part is still yours, always.
Are you ready?