✨ New Year. New Journal. Same Me—But Healing Louder. ✨

Today I’m sitting alone in my living room. The house is quiet. The kids are away. And for the first time in a long time, I’m allowing myself to feel—to sit with the truth I’ve been avoiding.

I’m angry with myself. Not just for loving someone who couldn’t (or wouldn’t) love me back the way I needed—but for staying. For believing the version of him I created in my head instead of the one who stood in front of me and gave me nothing.

It wasn’t the arguments that broke me.

It was the silence.

The asking and asking—and being met with nothing.

The emotional neglect, the dismissal, the invisibility.

I gave more than I had. I poured into him while I was running on empty. I helped him rise while I sank in silence. I carried the weight of “us,” and now I carry the weight of healing for me and my children.

I should have left. But I stayed. I thought I was building a family. What I was really doing was slowly forgetting how to care for myself.

Now, I’m reclaiming that.

I want to love myself more intentionally—not just in moments of crisis, but in everyday decisions. I want to be emotionally aware. I want to manage my heart better. I want to mother with love, not perfection—with grace, not guilt.

I don’t need someone to rescue me.

I need to rescue myself.

I deserve peace. I deserve joy. I deserve the same energy I so freely give away.

So, starting today:

• Less talking. More walking.

• More action. More writing.

• Less gossip. More growth.

• Fewer distractions. More discipline.

• Less survival. More intention.

I’ve been here before—down, disappointed, tired—but this time is different. This time, I’m not just healing for me. I’m healing for my kids. Because they deserve to see a mom who is whole, not just holding on.

After today, I’m going to the gym. I’m going to walk, move, sweat—whatever it takes to shake off this heaviness. I’m going to draft my new schedule. And then I’m going to scoop up my babies and show them what a happy, whole, loved mom looks like.

Because here’s what I know now:

It’s okay to refocus.

It’s okay to restart.

It’s okay to realign.

This isn’t a setback—it’s a pivot. A necessary shift into the version of me I’ve been quietly longing to meet.

Let the realignment begin.

Let the becoming begin.

Let the growth never stop.

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✨ Smart & Sassy Note to Readers:

Healing doesn’t always roar—sometimes it whispers, sometimes it pivots, but it always moves you forward.

Sis, stop waiting for someone to clap for your comeback. Be your own standing ovation.

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