35: This Chapter Hits Different...

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Ok, so before we even get into it, let me be real clear...

This is not my richest chapter, in fact I'm YET praying for the type of financial breakthrough that will create sure stability for my daughter and I. It's also not my most glamorous, don't let them IG photos fool you. I've been holed up in my house, hair standing up on top of my head, days where I can't remember when I took a good, long shower. So yeah...this isn't the chapter where everything is wrapped in a pretty bow. But it is, without question, my best.

For the first time, I’m not living on autopilot.
I’m present.
I’m intentional.
I’m invested in every layer of who I am.

Mentally? I know my triggers. I don’t let every thought run wild, and I check myself before I wreck myself. I intentionally choose clarity over chaos—daily.

Emotionally? I’m not stuffing things down anymore. I feel what I feel, and I honor those emotions without being consumed by them. And that is HUGE for me. That’s growth. That’s healing. That’s emotional maturity in action.

Spiritually? I’m more connected to God than I’ve ever been—Not through performance, but through presence. I pray different. I listen deeper. And I’ve finally stopped trying to earn what was always freely given: grace.

Physically? I’m treating my body with more reverence. Not just for how it looks, but for how it holds me. I move when I can. I rest when I need. I nourish. I stretch. I breathe with intention.

Financially? I’m learning. I’m unlearning. I’m rebuilding. I’m choosing long-term stewardship over short-term survival. I no longer spend to escape—I invest to evolve.

And emotionally? Whewwwww, chile—let’s talk about it.
I’m setting boundaries without guilt. I’m loving people without losing myself. I’m not proving anything. I’m not performing. I’m simply being—and that’s more than enough.

This chapter is different because the truth is, I am.
I’m not chasing healing anymore. I’m living it.
I’m not asking for peace. I’m protecting it.
I’m not begging for alignment. I’m embodying it.

This is the part of my story where I lead with softness and strength. Where I stop apologizing for the fire inside me. Where I no longer shrink for the sake of palatability.

As much as I said I didn't care what others thought or how they perceived me, it was a lie. I wanted to be liked...to be accepted...I wanted people to validate me.

But now? All I want is for God to honor my 'Yes' and grant me wisdom as I navigate the path He has me on.

So yeah… this chapter?
35...It’s transformative. It’s mine.
And I love who I’m becoming inside it.

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