08/22/2026
I’ve spent a long time trying to outrun what was going on in my own head. Lately, I’ve decided to stop running. I’m getting myself into therapy and starting to unpack a lifetime of trauma, experiences, and things I’ve buried deep enough that they eventually started showing up as anxiety. It’s uncomfortable, but I know it’s work I need to do. I’m learning that rest doesn’t make me lazy. Taking a day off doesn’t mean I’m falling behind. I don’t have to earn the right to slow down. Almost a full month back in the gym. A friend and I keeping each other accountable. Iron sharpens iron. A month of eating cleaner. Back to the doctor. Getting the bloodwork done. Making sure I’m headed in the right direction. I’m nowhere near finished. There’s still a long road ahead. But honestly, I love where I am right now. Because when I’m mentally and physically strong, it shows up everywhere. I can love the people around me better. I can love myself better. I can show up better for my family. And I can love my craft even more. I’m not trying to become somebody else. I’m just trying to become the version of myself God designed me to be.
If you’re working on yourself too, whatever that looks like, I’d love to hear about it. Maybe we can remind each other that none of us have to do the work alone.
