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THE POWER OF A BLANK PAGE

HOW LOSING MY MEMORY GAVE ME A NEW LIFE

Most people spend their lives trying to forget their past trauma. I had no choice. 85% of my memories vanished. I didn't wake up one day realizing it, I lived in a fog, asking questions, sensing gaps, trying to piece together a life that no longer felt like mine.

THE FIRST CHAPTER OF THIS STORY

WHEN THEY SAY THAT NOTHING IS WRONG WITH YOU

For 20 years I've been struggling with my health. I pushed through pain that no human should ever experience, epileptic attacks, brainfog, extreme fatigue, confusion and days that didn't add up. Medical answers were slow and incomplete but eventually I received a diagnosis of a non-congenital brain injury. The search for the exact cause continues, but the result was undeniable: 85% memory loss, almost my entire life was wiped away. And I woke up in a life that no longer fitted the person I used to be.

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That blank page changed everything. It was disorienting, yes, but it also opened a rare space to look at life with new eyes.

"STAYING TRUE TO YOURSELF
MATTERS MORE THAN GAINING SOMEONE'S APPROVEL."

THE FOUNDATION I COULD ALWAYS RELY ON

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What made the difference was the home I came from. My mother embodied unconditional love in the truest sense. She was the perfect mother in the ways that count: she defended me when others judged, celebrated me when I failed, and trusted me to choose my own path. She never tied my value to grades or results, instead she showed me that who I am matters more than any achievement.

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Her support was strong and constant. If I came home with a poor grades, she would turn it into a small celebration to lift my spirits. If teachers complained about me laughing too much in class, she called it proof that I was happy at school. When I felt low, she would write an excuse so I didn't have to go to school and take me on little mother-daughter outings that are still among my most precious memories. She saw and named my strengths before I did, and she actively encouraged every step I took.

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Because of her, I learned to give that same unconditional support to others. Her way of raising me became part of who I am: it taught me resilience, generosity, and the conviction that every person deserves to feel valued. When everything else fell away, that foundation remained and it is what allowed me to choose courage over collapse.

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She was part of the company, helped in every event but sadly died in june 2025. A huge loss for me and for the world.

"Tough times reveal what and who really aligns with your values, and that clarity is a gift. Keep your resilience high, make choices that reflect your truth, and let your work show who you are. If everyone likes you, you may have lost your edge."

-DAISY LYNCH-

RESET. REBUILD. REBEL.

WHO DOESN'T WANT TO START THEIR LIFE OVER AGAIN WITHOUT THE TRAUMA AND RECEIVE A SECOND CHANCE?

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When the non-congenital brain injury forced a blank page into my life and took 85% of my memories, that loss went further than forgetting dates or faces. Memory loss takes away the small, steady threads that stitch a life together: jokes you once shared, the shape of relationships, the context that makes choices make sense. Practically, it meant confusion in everyday moments, fatigue from constant mental strain, and a strange sense of living in the present without anchors.

 

Emotionally it can feel like stepping into a fog, grief for what’s gone, puzzlement at gaps, and the odd relief of being freed from old narratives. It also forces you to relearn how to trust yourself and to rely on others in new ways. That’s why pressing pause became necessary: recovery meant rebuilding routines, regaining footing, and deciding deliberately what to carry forward.

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I didn’t wait for answers, I pressed pause by choice. I took an 18-month sabbatical to recover, to reflect and to rebuild with intention. That time was not an escape; it was a deliberate design period to distil what truly matters.

 

After that period of rebuilding, my mother passed away. Her death did not close a chapter so much as ignite a rebellion in me: to translate everything she taught about unconditional love into action. Not as sentiment, but as practical work, projects and events that strengthen mental resilience, open doors to opportunity and invite companies to respond with inclusion.

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"Rest, but never lose yourself on the path you're meant to walk."

Daisy Lynch

YOU DON'T HAVE TO DO EVERYTHING ALONE

CAPTAINS AND REBELS IS A DECLARATION.

   A STATEMENT FOR THOSE WHO REFUSE TO BE BOXED IN BY THEIR PAST.   

We learn from history - because wisdom isn't new, it's rediscovered.

We embrace resilience - because growth comes from challenges.

We move with purpose - because living passively is not an option.

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YOU ARE THE CAPTAIN OF YOUR OWN STORY AND THE REBELS WHO DARES TO REWRITE IT.

Just like I did. 

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For those who feel unheard. 

For those who stil get out of bed when life breaks them. 

For those who know think that the world is a cold place. 

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WE ARE HERE. THIS IS FOR YOU.

Contact

Isabellastraat 59, 1703 Schepdaal, Belgium

Phone: 0032 486 881 331 - E-mail: envision@daisylynch.com

© 2025 by Captains and Rebels VZW - BTW-VAT: BE1011.446.516

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