Marleen Marylin Mour

Author, Emotional Coach and Public Speaker

Growing up in a suffocating Egyptian environment, Mour was chased by family through the airport of Cairo, Egypt at the age of 19 as she ran away from the repressive rules and expectations of a society she never identified with. She fled to Sydney, Australia looking for her own ideologies, beliefs and ultimately her freedom. She founded FittHeroes, a fitness and health company that continues to help thousands of men and women transform their bodies from the inside out. While she found the freedom to build a career and start her own business, she was still confronted by the chains of society – the rules, guidelines and expectations we must all follow “to fit in and be ‘good’ but ultimately unhappy.”- Mour

From her ferocious desire to reclaim the freedom granted to each of us upon birth, she has created a series of books, seminars and talks on topics that so many of us struggle with but have been shunned from discussing. Topics that need to be rawly and openly discussed with open-mindedness rather than condemnatory judgment.

The MMMour Brand has been created to serve as a Voice for those who are shamed or scared into silence. It’s about enabling people to get MORE out of life (MMMour – MORE);  To have their voices heard rather than silenced. It is the platform on which we can talk about all the taboo topics others tend to shun – unsatisfying sex, the allure of infidelity, communication breakdown in relationships, self-love: the missing psychological link to lasting weight loss; the self-loathing behaviours that sabotages our pursuit of happiness and Much MORE. Here we challenge all the unquestioned and unspoken social agreements. We encourage introspection and nurture compassion and love for oneself as well as others.

We promote awareness of our Shared Humanity – that we are all one and the same, with the same fears, insecurities, hurts and desires…that no one is better than another and thus there is no room for judgement or shaming – only open minds and compassion.

We promote speaking up with vulnerability and courage, knowing that when we do we are speaking for millions of others who are still to afraid to be heard.

The MMMour mission is to open our minds and make informed decisions rather than fearfully following the herd. We educate people on the subject of Self Love – not ego or pride, but compassion and care towards oneself – honouring who we are by being true to our desires; following our own individual paths to becoming the best possible versions of ourselves.

We are here to push humanity to it’s next level of evolution – less ego and more awareness and introspection for ALL.

Marleen Marylin Mour

Author, Emotional Coach and Public Speaker

Growing up in a suffocating Egyptian environment, Mour was chased by family through the airport of Cairo, Egypt at the age of 19 as she ran away from the repressive rules and expectations of a society she never identified with. She fled to Sydney, Australia looking for her own ideologies, beliefs and ultimately her freedom. She founded FittHeroes, a fitness and health company that continues to help thousands of men and women transform their bodies from the inside out. While she found the freedom to build a career and start her own business, she was still confronted by the chains of society – the rules, guidelines and expectations we must all follow “to fit in and be ‘good’ but ultimately unhappy.”- Mour

From her ferocious desire to reclaim the freedom granted to each of us upon birth, she has created a series of books, seminars and talks on topics that so many of us struggle with but have been shunned from discussing. Topics that need to be rawly and openly discussed with open-mindedness rather than condemnatory judgment.

The MMMour Brand has been created to serve as a Voice for those who are shamed or scared into silence. It’s about enabling people to get MORE out of life (MMMour – MORE);  To have their voices heard rather than silenced. It is the platform on which we can talk about all the taboo topics others tend to shun – unsatisfying sex, the allure of infidelity, communication breakdown in relationships, self-love: the missing psychological link to lasting weight loss; the self-loathing behaviours that sabotages our pursuit of happiness and Much MORE. Here we challenge all the unquestioned and unspoken social agreements. We encourage introspection and nurture compassion and love for oneself as well as others.

We promote awareness of our Shared Humanity – that we are all one and the same, with the same fears, insecurities, hurts and desires…that no one is better than another and thus there is no room for judgement or shaming – only open minds and compassion.

We promote speaking up with vulnerability and courage, knowing that when we do we are speaking for millions of others who are still to afraid to be heard.

The MMMour mission is to open our minds and make informed decisions rather than fearfully following the herd. We educate people on the subject of Self Love – not ego or pride, but compassion and care towards oneself – honouring who we are by being true to our desires; following our own individual paths to becoming the best possible versions of ourselves.

We are here to push humanity to it’s next level of evolution – less ego and more awareness and introspection for ALL.

Marleen Marylin Mour

Author, Emotional Coach and Public Speaker

Growing up in a suffocating Egyptian environment, Mour was chased by family through the airport of Cairo, Egypt at the age of 19 as she ran away from the repressive rules and expectations of a society she never identified with. She fled to Sydney, Australia looking for her own ideologies, beliefs and ultimately her freedom. She founded FittHeroes, a fitness and health company that continues to help thousands of men and women transform their bodies from the inside out. While she found the freedom to build a career and start her own business, she was still confronted by the chains of society – the rules, guidelines and expectations we must all follow “to fit in and be ‘good’ but ultimately unhappy.”- Mour

From her ferocious desire to reclaim the freedom granted to each of us upon birth, she has created a series of books, seminars and talks on topics that so many of us struggle with but have been shunned from discussing. Topics that need to be rawly and openly discussed with open-mindedness rather than condemnatory judgment.

The MMMour Brand has been created to serve as a Voice for those who are shamed or scared into silence. It’s about enabling people to get MORE out of life (MMMour – MORE);  To have their voices heard rather than silenced. It is the platform on which we can talk about all the taboo topics others tend to shun – unsatisfying sex, the allure of infidelity, communication breakdown in relationships, self-love: the missing psychological link to lasting weight loss; the self-loathing behaviours that sabotages our pursuit of happiness and Much MORE. Here we challenge all the unquestioned and unspoken social agreements. We encourage introspection and nurture compassion and love for oneself as well as others.

We promote awareness of our Shared Humanity – that we are all one and the same, with the same fears, insecurities, hurts and desires…that no one is better than another and thus there is no room for judgement or shaming – only open minds and compassion.

We promote speaking up with vulnerability and courage, knowing that when we do we are speaking for millions of others who are still to afraid to be heard.

The MMMour mission is to open our minds and make informed decisions rather than fearfully following the herd. We educate people on the subject of Self Love – not ego or pride, but compassion and care towards oneself – honouring who we are by being true to our desires; following our own individual paths to becoming the best possible versions of ourselves.

We are here to push humanity to it’s next level of evolution – less ego and more awareness and introspection for ALL.

Extended Biography

I was born in El Giza, Egypt, the second most populated suburb in the world. I crawled out of my mother’s womb 7 weeks early and eager to get this show on the road.

My father was in Washington D.C. in pursuit of a PHD. When he returned to Egypt, he and my mother fought over money and my mother’s greater ability to financially support the family through her work. It ate away at his ‘manhood’. He wanted to be ‘the head of the house, as Jesus is the head of the church’ and thought it best to force it upon us. He demanded obedience, respect and adherence to his strict and conservative rules. His means of enforcement were not logic or love, but rather fear and emotional and physical abuse.

The night I hid in the hallway, hearing yells and piles of plates shattering was my last night as a little Egyptian girl, unaware of the world outside. The next day my mother had my older sister and I pulled out of school and put on a flight headed to Sydney, Australia. My father would come home that night to an abandoned house and the beginning of a lonely life.

We spent 4 years in Australia. From the ages of 4-8, English became my primary language. I never missed my father, and never really thought of him as ‘my dad’. To me his lack of presence meant freedom from repressive and suffocating rules. Little did my mother know that her taking us to Australia would forever change our lives. She’d given us a taste of freedom that we would never forget.

In 1995, my father had located us. He showed up bearing expensive gifts and promises of a new, happy life together in West Africa. As a kid, no amount of toys fooled me. Despite my getting picked on at school and eating my lunch hidden in bathroom stalls, I knew that going back to my father meant giving up our freedom and thus our happiness. But my mother was torn. Torn between doing what made her (and ultimately her kids) happy, and doing what her culture told her was ‘right’ and ‘honourable’ – to go back to her husband and be a ‘good, obedient wife’.

The 10 years that followed took me all over the world through school and family trips. From South Africa to the Ivory Coast, The Netherlands, Austria, Tunis, Canada and back to Egypt. Each culture opened my eyes to the world we live in – The world in which you must follow the rules of others and abide to societal standards to gain approval and be ‘good’ but ultimately unhappy.
At the age of 19, I’d spent so much of my life trying to abide by the rules that I found myself miserably engaged to a man I knew I wanted no future with. I suddenly saw where my life was headed. I was engaged to the man I’d lost my virginity to because I believed I’d go to hell if I ever slept with another man. Getting married, finishing a degree in economics and becoming a house-wife at the age of 21 was the ‘right’ thing to do. But how come doing what’s ‘right’ never made me happy? I wondered ‘is my life and future supposed to be mapped out according to the beliefs of others? Is this my life to live or theirs?’
I knew the answer. I wanted the freedom of self-expression. I wanted to make my own decisions and feel ‘good enough’ with all my mistakes and unconventional desires. I needed out. Out of Egypt, out of the life my father had me chained to.

I had no money. The Egyptian laws stipulated that I wasn’t permitted to leave the country with out the consent of my legal guardian.  When 2 guys from class asked me to be the 3rd member on their team for a university competition that pays the winners, I knew the universe was throwing me a life jacket. I jumped on it.  My Australian passport was my ‘get out of jail free’ card but that was long confiscated by my father.

The night we won the competition, the mere concept of being free came alive. After 2 months of secret visits to the Australian Embassy, I had my very own passport. I hid that passport in my underwear everyday till my father left to Tunis for business.

Knowing my mother had also had enough of the abuse from my father, I divulged all the details of my plan to her and urged her to come along.
After 10 years of regretting her decision to return to him, she was still too afraid to break the rules. Too afraid of the repercussions of taking his kids away again, this time with his only son (my younger brother). She used every excuse she could muster up to not leave, even invited a priest over to ‘talk some sense’ into me. But I’d made my mind up. I was getting out, with or without her.

The night of my flight, my mother snuck out of our 4th floor apartment, dead bolted the doors and sat in the stairwell till my flight took off without me.
I begged her to let me out, but got no response. I was ready to explode, ready to jump out the balcony if I had the slightest chance of making it alive. But I didn’t. When my mother came through the front doors, I pushed her aside, grabbed my suitcase and stormed out. I knew my flight was likely gone, but I had no choice but to jump in my car and race to the airport. My freedom depended on it.

When I arrived and ran inside, it was all confirmed. The flight had departed and there was nothing they could do about it.

My eyes burned and doom incessantly throbbed inside my head. I dragged my suitcase back to the car, locked the doors and let out the sobs.
I hated my mother for being so weak. Hated her for showing us freedom, then taking it away. I couldn’t give up. I refused to go back.

As I dried my face and squeezed my eyes to regain vision, I grabbed for a cigarette to ease my nerves. With the windows rolled down and the hot desert air blowing in my face, I took a long, deep drag. I could feel the nicotine filling my lungs, seeping into my blood stream and making its way to my brain. When I dispelled the smoke from my lungs, all emotion left with it. Clarity resumed. There was no more time for tears. I knew what had to be done.

I drove to the Airline office and rebooked my seat on the next flight. Without returning home, I drove to the airport the following night. As I walked through the front doors, my eyes locked with my mother. She’d called the airline, been notified of the next flight and decided to come with my father’s brother in case I showed up.

I grabbed hold of my suitcase, and marched straight towards the ticket gates. They walked towards me. My mother hung back while my uncle grabbed hold of my shoulders and shook me as he yelled in Arabic “Where the hell do you think you’re going?!”

“I’m getting the Fuck out of here, that’s what I’m doing!”
He tore the suitcase from my hands and stormed off.
‘Fine’ I thought, ‘take the suitcase. I don’t need cloths.’
I headed to the gate and handed my Australian passport to the guard. Without warning, my uncle returned, grabbed my passport from the guard and announced ‘I’m her legal guardian and I forbid her to leave!’
With my poker face on, I turned to the guard and said in English “I don’t know who that man is but you just gave him my passport! If you don’t get that back right now, you’re losing your job!”

He quickly grabbed hold of my uncle. “Sir, this is an Australian Passport. I can’t hold her here by law.”

Within minutes I had my passport and boarding pass in my hands. My mother stood on the other side of the gate looking scared and out of control. My uncle paced back and forth behind her.

I headed towards her one last time. “Are you gonna give me back my suitcase?”
Before she could reply, my uncle had stormed in front of me. He leaned in over the threshold, looked me in the eyes and whispered in Arabic “you’re gonna be in so much trouble when you get back”.

With all the rage and anger of 19 years of repression bubbling inside me I yelled “FUCK YOU, FUCK YOUR FAMILY and FUCK YOUR CULTURE!” My entire body shook with a ferocious need to cry and claim my freedom at the same time.

My anger frightened him. As he took a step back I turned to my mother and said “you can keep the suitcase and never see me again; or you can give it back.”
When she didn’t reply, I turned to walk away.
“Wait!” she yelled. “Come take your suitcase!”
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Since making it to Sydney, Australia my life has forever changed. I’ve spent the last 10 years in the making – making myself and my life in a manner that makes me happy. In a manner conducive to my needs, individual beliefs and desires. I’ve battled cervical cancer, spinal injuries and loneliness on my own. I’ve given up family, culture and traditions that are not mine in pursuit of my own ideologies, dreams and circle of support; because ‘family is not the blood in your veins, but the love in your life’.

By breaking the rules and tearing off the constraints of societal expectations, judgement and criticism, I have discovered not only who I am and what I need [to be happy] but also that there is no generic ‘right’ and ‘wrong’ in life, because it’s all subjective. You decide what’s right and wrong for you in Your life.

Society used to believe that the earth was flat and the centre of the universe; that women were inferior to men; that the colour of our skin determined our self-worth; that if you ate meat on Friday, you were dammed to ‘Hell’ for eternity.

Today society will have us believe, with varying degrees between cultures, that enjoying your sexuality and indulging your lustful desires makes you an immoral and obscene individual. Women are still often considered ‘sluts’ for having ‘too many’ sexual partners, and the 52% of women who pursue answers and sexual/ emotional gratification from outside of their conventional relationships are shunned and criticised.

I believe in the saying “Live and let live”. In the spirit of defying social convention, not caring what others think, and retaining the freedom to live our lives in search of happiness, my first of many books “Cheating: How to Do it Right- A Guide for Women” was born not just to help you live a sexually judgment-free life, but to ultimately empower women and equip them with the clarity, courage and know-how they need to successfully pursue their desires without hurting others.