Hypnotherapy Now!

 

Hi, I'm Zed!

 

You are here because you are unhappy, dissatisfied with your life, having a life crises or maybe you are suffering from physical, mental, or emotional pain. 

 

This is my story.

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I was born in 1974 in White Chapel, East London, and abandoned at birth. I was named Jonathan Pitt.

 

My birth mother knew she was pregnant with a baby that she didn’t want, which caused prenatal complex trauma in me. She was a white Irish woman from Belfast who had moved to London during the “Troubles” and had a short relationship with an "ethnic" man.

 

Britain during the 1970's wasn't a friendly place for people who looked like me, and I suffered racial abuse openly in society on a daily basis. I was bullied on my way to school, chased and called names on the way home, beaten up, and abused by adults and children for years.

 

My adopted mother, who was white, also suffered racial abuse from people who thought that she’d "been with" a black man.

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Even when I went to Solihull, my local town, to get my hair cut as a young boy, the ladies at the hairdresser told me that they didn’t cut black hair. I replied that my hair was brown!

 

I was made to feel shame for looking the way I did. So I covered myself in talcum powder to make myself look white. I was made to feel shame for the colour of my skin; I was made to feel grateful because I had been adopted and guilt because  I wasn't good enough for my birth mother. I had guilt, anger, and sadness going on under the surface, and nobody understood what I was going through. I didn’t feel validated as a person, listened to, or taken seriously.

 

This led to a series of unhealthy behaviours throughout my childhood, which I took into adulthood. Although outwardly I was extremely successful, as a working actor and later  a filmmaker, inside I felt awful. The pain I felt was like constant pressure pushing down on my head and a vice squeezing my sides. I was primed to explode at any moment; I had a short fuse, and I made sure my loved ones knew. I was out of control, and I made myself and my family's lives miserable.

 

I attracted unhealthy partners who also had suffered similar mental health issues due to trauma in their lives, and we formed codependent relationships, hoping that we could give what the other needed, but it didn't work.

 

I found myself going from one toxic relationship to another in a cycle of self-abuse, until my behaviour led me to become street homeless. Everything was taken from me, and I only had one person to blame—that was me! That was rock bottom, that was when enough was  enough.
 

Healthy in mind, body, and spirit is a life long journey.

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By cleaning up our past traumas, we can change our future. My future is brighter now than it has ever been, thanks to a lot of support, love, and kindness from those who love and care for me, which includes myself!

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My healing journey began, and now yours can too.

 

Now is the time for change, when enough is really enough!