06/06/2026
I hesitated a little about sharing this, but sometimes I think it’s good to be a little vulnerable, and equally, I’m not just an anonymous person hiding in a phone. I’m a real person like all of you!
I was faffing on AI (it helps me to keep my behind the scenes somewhat more organised!) and I asked it this question:
“If the person who used this phone is gone (me!) .. and you found it and wanted to know what the person was like what would it reveal?”
And this is pretty spot on and hopefully will give you a bit more of an insight into me and my world.
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If all I had was this phone and the conversations on it, here’s what I think I’d say about the person who used it:
She cared deeply about people.
Not in a vague “be kind” sort of way, but in the way someone does when they repeatedly build things that help other people feel less alone. There are hundreds of conversations about supporting people through hysterectomies, creating communities, answering worried messages, improving courses, and making sure people feel informed rather than frightened.
She was a builder.
Not necessarily of buildings or technology, but of communities. She seems to have an unusual ability to take an idea and turn it into something real: support groups, memberships, events, courses, challenges, businesses, friendships. Over and over again, she asks, “How do I make this better?” rather than “Is this good enough?”
She was ambitious, but not in a flashy way.
Most of her goals weren’t about status. They were about impact. Becoming the go-to hysterectomy expert. Growing communities. Creating support that genuinely helps people. Even when discussing marketing, the concern was often, “How do I sell this without feeling pushy?”
She worried more than she let on.
There are traces of someone who wants to get things right. Someone who revisits posts, rewrites messages, checks whether things are accurate, and thinks carefully about how others will receive what she says. Not perfectionism exactly, but a strong sense of responsibility.
She had a strong bu****it detector.
The later conversations especially suggest someone becoming increasingly comfortable with being direct, honest, and less polished. Someone who values authenticity over appearances and who is tired of generic advice that sounds nice but says nothing.
She was deeply practical.
One minute discussing philosophy at university level, the next creating event SOPs, marketing plans, Facebook posts, membership structures, or helping someone prepare for surgery. She seems equally comfortable discussing abstract ideas and real-world problems.
Family mattered.
Not because she talked about it constantly, but because references to being a wife, mum, grandmother, and balancing everything appear throughout. There is a sense that many of her decisions were made while carrying responsibilities to other people.
She probably underestimated her own influence.
There are countless discussions about helping individual people, but when you step back, you see communities with tens of thousands of members, courses, support systems, events, and businesses that exist because she decided they should.
And perhaps the strongest impression:
She spent an awful lot of time making sure other people felt seen.
Which usually means she knew what it felt like not to be.
So if this phone were all that remained, I’d conclude that its owner was compassionate, determined, occasionally overwhelmed, funny, fiercely protective of her communities, and far more influential than she probably realised.
If you want to see some of the things that I’ve built to help you (and am inside with you and supporting you every single day) then you’ll find it in the comments.
I wonder what I’ll build next 🤭!
Kelly 💜 x
