09/03/2026
There was a version of me that slowly lost pieces of her spark.
I poured so much of myself into jobs, responsibilities, relationships, and things that weren’t pouring back into me. Somewhere along the way, I stopped moving just because movement made me happy. I stopped celebrating myself. I stopped recognizing parts of the person I used to be.
This season feels different.
I’m finding my confidence again. I’m moving my body again. I’m playing again. I’m getting comfortable taking up space again.
I’m not trying to become who I was.
I’m getting to know who I am now.
And honestly? I really like her.