Category: Coming Back to Myself

There’s a version of you that used to hope so freely. That used to believe things would work out. That people would stay. That love, once found, would be enough. That life would eventually be kind if you just kept giving it your all. But over time, that version of you faded. Not because you…

People often say, “You’ve changed,” when they notice that you don’t open up as easily anymore. That you’re quieter now. Softer in some places, but sharper in others. What they don’t see is why. It’s not that you’ve hardened. It’s that life taught you to guard your tenderness. There were times you showed up fully,…

It’s hard to be both powerful and tender when you’ve only ever been rewarded for your power. So many of us learned early that strength is what gets you love—or at least what keeps you from being hurt. We were praised for being “resilient,” admired for being “strong,” and depended on because we always handled…

Softness doesn’t mean weakness. It means strength that’s no longer afraid to rest. I lived a long time confusing the two—thinking that if I slowed down, I’d fall apart. That if I asked for help, I’d be seen as less. That softness was a luxury for people who had support, safety, privilege… not for those…

I have a little story to share. I don’t usually give out my WiFi password, but I also don’t go out of my way to deny anyone access to it. Why? I’m not quite sure. Personally, I never ask people for their WiFi passwords either. If I’m in someone’s home or at a restaurant, I…

Proverbs 4:13 (ICB) says, “Always remember what you have been taught. Don’t let go of it. Keep safe all that you have learned. It is the most important thing in your life.” This verse really spoke to me. It’s about experiences—the lessons life teaches us. Some things we were never taught directly, but life itself…

I was sharing on Saturday during DC about how the last lesson impacted me, especially when it came to people-pleasing. I have lived my whole life as a people-pleaser. Perks of being a firstborn. A high achiever. Wanting to make Mama and Papa happy and proud. Avoiding risks or mistakes. If perfection had a face,…

After DC, I rode in the car with another friend, and we started talking about our children. I want to share about my daughter, Gracie. When I left my home last year in July, I was in a terrible state—mentally, physically, emotionally, and financially. But looking back, I realise that as much as I was…