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Discover the day I stopped running on autopilot, honoured my body, and chose myself. A journey from survival to being seen, loved, and truly present.
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It started quietly. A heaviness in my chest. A tightness in my stomach. A lingering fog in my mind. I had learned to ignore these signals for years – headaches, body aches, exhaustion, nights I couldn’t sleep – all part of the background noise. But one day, it became impossible to ignore.
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The subtle ways my body carried the stress I refused to see. The creeping exhaustion that sleep couldn’t fix. The extra weight that slowly settled in, like a reminder that something wasn’t right. The constant aches and pains – one week it was my head, the next my stomach, the next something else – as…
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For a long time, I thought rest was the answer to all my problems. If I could just sleep more. If I could just get through the week and rest on the weekend. If I could just take a holiday. Surely then I would feel better. But I didn’t.
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In a season where so much of my personal world felt uncertain and painful, work became the one place where I knew exactly who I was and what was expected of me. And I was good at it. I bloomed there. I learned. I grew. I performed. What I didn’t realise at the time was…
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The wind was taken out of me. My mom is gone. People tell me she’s in a better place. I know they mean well – I really do – but it is a truly terrible thing to hear. I still want her here with me. I still need her. And yes, I know that sounds…
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For a long time, I thought the way I was living was normal. I was functioning. I was productive. I showed up. I delivered. I held things together. From the outside, my life looked fine – even successful. Inside, I was exhausted. But not the kind of tired that sleep fixes.
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For a long time, I thought I was coping. I had a job, responsibility, a future I believed in. What I didn’t realise was that my body was slowly paying the price for my loyalty — and my need to succeed.