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🎉 1000 SESSIONS DOWN FOR SAMMY!!🎉
From our old Rumbles program, to general boxing classes, to STRONG — Sammy has shown up for every single one, and shown up for herself every time. She's the one checking in on you mid-set (sometimes she can't even wait till the rest period 😂), always ready with a chat and a laugh no matter how heavy the bar is.

1000 sessions of turning up, getting stronger, and making SkyBox feel like home. 🖤
Here's to the next 1000!! 👏

❤️

Hiya friends if you have ever wanted to try lifting in a fun and supportive space then this is the perfect opportunity. Who's joining me ?

Last Chance to Join She Lifts Registrations close 27 August.

The house might look messy to someone walking in, but to me it reflects a body fighting just to keep up. it’s the energy I know it will drain from me. Laundry piling up isn’t a sign of neglect, it’s the lifting, bending, carrying, and folding that I have to measure carefully against whatever strength I have left.
What others interpret as a lack of effort is actually the exhaustion that comes from doing tasks most people never have to think twice about. This isn’t laziness or avoidance. It’s the daily negotiation between my responsibilities and what my body can realistically handle while living with chronic
This is me choosing what my body can handle today.
Because with chronic illness, even the simplest tasks can feel like climbing a mountain with no summit in sight.

The Comments That Cut Deeper Than People Realise

“You should apply for NDIS, you definitely qualify.”
“You really need the help.”
"You need to slow down."

I hear these comments often. And people mean well. They see the struggle. They see the exhaustion. They see the impact on my mobility, my cognition, my pain levels, my fatigue.
What they don’t see is the part that I’m already on my third attempt for NDIS access.

Two tries.
Two rejections.
And one reason
I haven’t done enough to “cure” a degenerative, progressive disease that has no cure.
Imagine being told you’re not disabled enough while living in a body that fails.
Imagine having to prove your suffering to people who don’t understand the complexity of chronic pain, mobility loss, cognitive shutdowns, and chronic fatigue.
It’s dehumanising.
It’s exhausting.
And it’s a battle I never asked for.

The Good Days, The Bad Days, and The Judgement in Between
People see me on a good day and think:
“She isn’t that sick.”
People see me on a bad day and think:
“She was fine yesterday, she must be faking.”
People tell me:
“You needs to slow down.”

What they don’t see are the days I do slow down, because I physically cannot clean, drive, exercise, or function.
They don’t see the 15‑hour reset sleeps my body forces on me.
They don’t see the cognitive shutdowns, the slurred speech, the shaking legs, the moments where I can’t walk through a supermarket without my body collapsing, they don't see the immense pressure my condition puts on my friendships, my family, and my Girls.
They don’t see the reality that one day, my ability to try new things, work, or support my girls in their incredible journeys may be taken away, or look very different.
Good days don’t erase bad days.
Bad days don’t erase good days.
Both are real.

The Anger, The Hurt, and the Reminders I Give Myself.

I often find myself full of anger, hurt, and disappointment amd assumptions, not just at the system, but at the people who abuse the supports I’m fighting so hard to access.
It’s painful to watch others misuse what I desperately need.

But I have to remember and check myself, that I cannot assume everyone is abusing the system, I have to be mindful not to judge people.
Everyone has their own path with disability, chronic illness, and mental health struggles.
Everyone’s story is different.
Everyone’s challenges are valid.

The Truth Behind the Mess

Sometimes my house is messy.
Sometimes the dishes sit.
Sometimes the laundry waits.
Sometimes the floor doesn’t get a vacume and mop.
But every single day, I am doing the best I can with the body I have.
And that deserves understanding, not judgement.
Compassion, not assumptions.
Support, not dismissal.
Because behind the mess is a person fighting a battle most people never have to think twice about.

As a business, you need clients.
Your clients matter!
Without your clients, you wouldn’t exist

As such, when a client goes through a difficult time, sometimes it’s compassionate and considerate to reach out and offer assistance in any way - to help make the process less stressful and comfortable for them and their family

It’s easy to reach out and say “we care, we are here”

9 times out of 10, a client isn’t just someone you grow to know, they become FAMILY.

Runway to the crown Fashion show hosted by Turning Point Models Australia at Batavia Brewing Saturday the 15th August.
Doors open at 4:30 pm.
Purchase your ticket today and help support three amazing local Geraldton ladies Represent Australia in the 2026 Heritage Pageants Thailand in November. We are extremely blessed to have local businesses and entertainment come together to showcase their fashion, art, Photography, dance, music and talents.
A massive thank you to our sponsors we truly appreciate all support.
On-Point Photography WA
Batavia Brewing
Meraki Fashion & Style
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Leigh Clifford and Ratna Clifford

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