About me

I grew up in London and now live in Surrey, England, with my wife and daughter. I am dual nationality, having been born to a Moroccan-Israeli mother and British father.

In my teen years, I decided to study medicine and qualify as a doctor. I also gained a bachelor’s degree in psychology during my degree. I then spent three years practising as a doctor in the NHS.

By that point, I was mostly working in psychiatry to help me decide whether to specialise in the field. For a long while, I had felt that psychiatry was the closest fit for my interests and temperament.

At the same time, something called me to pursue postgraduate studies in the philosophy of mental health. This proved to be a fateful decision. As I began questioning the limits of psychiatry as a branch of medicine, disillusionment set in.

Accompanying my doubt was a sense of personal crisis. Once clear, the path before me was now fading behind veils of mist. I was being led into a dark night, an unsettling period of soul-searching and wound-tending.

Stepping away from work helped me slow down and descend back into my body. Frozen sorrows began to thaw out, along with repressed passions and possibilities. I was surprised by the depths of my grief and the heights of my joy. I am still metabolising and alchemising these discoveries today, several years later.