Being Frank...

Sometimes, all we need is someone who helps us see things clearly again.

Someone who reminds us that life can be lighter than we’ve learned to make it.

For me, that person was a psychologist.

He didn’t try to change me.

He helped me understand where my patterns came from.

Why I had spent so much energy pleasing others.

And how those strategies once protected me, but later kept me small.

That understanding changed the direction of my life.

When I was young, I learned to pay attention.

When visitors came over, we became the perfect family.

Polite. Calm. Well-behaved.

The kind of children who receive compliments.

On the surface everything looked peaceful, but underneath I sensed that fitting in mattered more than being real.

I didn’t resist it.

I just noticed it.

And that noticing became the beginning of my curiosity.

That curiosity stayed with me.

It took me into the world in unexpected ways.

Trading cars across countries and continents.

Building a phone in China with no technical background.

Running a tech business in Hong Kong.

From the outside it looked like ambition.

From the inside, it was research:

How do we become who we think we have to be?

Eventually, I turned that same curiosity inward.

Through self-inquiry and hypnosis, I began to understand how old beliefs shape the way we see ourselves. And how, once we see them clearly, something begins to soften.

The moment we stop repeating the story and start asking where it came from, the whole picture shifts.

We see how it was formed, why it made sense at the time, and we get to choose whether we want to keep it, update it, or let it go.

That choice is surprisingly gentle.

And surprisingly powerful.

Now, I help others explore in that same way.

Not by fixing them, and not by telling them who to be, but by creating the space to look again, with fresh eyes, and without fear.

Welcome to Being Frank.

It’s a bit like cleaning your glasses and realising the world was not blurry, just the lens.

Or like emptying your backpack and wondering why you were still carrying half of it.

Here, things get lighter. Not because you try harder, but because you finally put down what was never yours to hold. And when that happens, you don’t just feel free. You feel more alive.