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WTFourty
I didn’t glide into 40—I crashed into it.And the first thing I whispered to myself was exactly that:WTFourty… what is this? This wasn’t the version of 40 I imagined.I thought it would feel lighter… softer… more aligned.I thought I’d finally feel like a woman who understood her body, her needs, her boundaries, her peace. Instead, I walked into 40 and met a version of myself I didn’t recognize. My body felt foreign.My emotions lived at the surface.My anger was louder.My anxiety had its own pulse.My health shifted in ways that scared me.My routines—my work, my businesses, the parts of my life I used to manage with ease—felt heavy, unorganized, and…
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The Weight We Carry
There is a weight we carry that doesn’t show up in mirrors…but it shows up everywhere else. It shows up in our silence.In our tired smiles…In the emptiness of our eyes. In the way our shoulders stay tense even when we’re trying to rest.In the way we swallow what we should’ve screamed.In the way we keep showing up when nobody has shown up for us. Some of us learned young that life wasn’t waiting for our tears.So we stitched ourselves together with strength we didn’t choose…and kept moving like survival was our birthright. But here’s the truth I had to face…carrying everything is not strength.Sometimes it’s punishment.Sometimes it’s habit.Sometimes it’s…
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Why Vulnerability is Your Superpower
Vulnerability used to feel dangerous to me.Not because I didn’t want to be honest…but because I didn’t always feel safe letting people see the parts of me I was still trying to understand myself. I grew up learning how to be strong, how to push through, how to keep moving no matter what life put on my shoulders.But no one ever taught me how to be open.How to be held.How to let myself be human without feeling like I was failing. So I armored up.I covered what hurt.I mastered silence.I carried myself like someone who could handle anything… even when I was breaking privately. But somewhere on this journey —…
