I’m Still Here 🤍

I’m Tied Boss ☕

I’ve been gone for a few weeks.
One week I was traveling for work… and honestly, since being back, I just haven’t felt like doing anything at all. I have zero motivation to move beyond my bed or the couch. It feels like life is overwhelming and meaningless at the same time; which is such a strange place to be.

I don’t know if that’s because of my dad’s passing.
Or the messy way everything around it had to be handled, where I never really got to sit and grieve.
Or because life in general just feels heavy right now.
Or maybe it’s all of it.

Turning 30 this coming year has only added to that weight. It feels like the world is pressing on my chest, asking me to finally start becoming the version of myself I’ve always dreamed of, and some days I barely have the energy to get out of bed.

I missed a few weeks of blogging, but every Friday I felt it. The emptiness of not showing up here.
So I’m back, not with hope, not with some big lesson, but just to say this:

Even in this sunken place… I’m still here.
And if I can keep showing up for myself in small ways, then maybe you can too.

Because when you really think about it, nothing magically pulls us out of the darkness.
We pull ourselves out, slowly; by choosing to show up again and again, even when we don’t feel inspired. And one day the sadness fades, and we look back proud that we didn’t quit.

This is my last post of 2025.
The last entry of my first year writing this blog.

And even though I don’t have much to give today, I’m grateful I created this space, for me, and for anyone who has been healing alongside me.

So, I’m making myself a promise:
I will keep showing up.
Even if I miss weeks.
Even if my posts are shorter.
Even if they’re not profound.

I will still show up.

I hope the new year brings you closer to the woman you dream about becoming, but even more than that, I hope you keep showing up for her on the days you don’t feel like it.

This is all I have right now.
But I showed up.

I’ll see you in the new year.
And I can’t wait to keep unpacking the lessons of life with you, one by one.

💌 A Gentle Reminder for Your Weekend

This weekend, honor the fact that you didn’t disappear.
Through grief, exhaustion, and uncertainty, you stayed.
Sometimes continuing is the miracle.
That matters more than any goal you didn’t reach.

🌷 Thank You for Reading

• If you made it this far, thank you for being here — not just for this post, but for this year.
  For sitting with me through the messy, the quiet, the heavy, and the uncertain. For reading even when the words weren’t polished and the feelings weren’t resolved.

This space started as a whisper and somehow became a place where I learned to breathe again. And if you’ve been here with me, even silently, you’ve been part of that.

As we step into a new year, I’m not promising transformation or clarity.
I’m just promising to keep showing up. To keep telling the truth. To keep writing my way back to myself.

Wherever you’re ending this year, proud, broken, tired, hopeful, or somewhere in between; I’m glad you’re still here too.

We made it.
And that counts more than we realize. Thank You🖤

✨ Affirmation Set:

• I honor myself for continuing, even when I felt empty or unsure.

• I am allowed to rest without feeling like I’ve failed.

• I release the pressure to have everything figured out.

• I am proud of myself for not giving up on me.

• I enter the new year gently, carrying only what I need.

📝 Soft Return Reflection Prompts:

• Where am I still asking myself to perform, instead of allowing myself to rest?

• What did this year teach me about my resilience that I didn’t know before?

• How do I want to feel as I enter the new year; not what I want to achieve, but what I want to feel?

Until Next Year 🌺