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25/02/2026

𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐮𝐧 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐬 …

There comes a point in your life where you genuinely just… couldn’t give a f**k anymore 🤣

Not in a bitter way. Not in a “burn it all down” way. Just in a
“I am no longer abandoning myself to make everyone else happy first” kinda way.

I got so used to over-explaining, over-accommodating, overthinking, over-excusing and over-functioning.

Now I am learning, I’ve had a whole epiphany and the lightbulb has come on…

If it feels off, I step back. If it’s inconsistent, I detach.
If I have to shrink to keep it, I don’t want it.

It’s not coldness.
It’s simply my nervous system exhaustion turning into standards. When you haven’t felt safe in many ways, time and time again, of course there will come a time when you say enough is enough. Why am I accepting crumbs? Why am I over-delivering? Why am I accepting s**tty behaviour?

I will not argue to be understood anymore.
I will not chase energy that’s lukewarm.
And I definitely will not perform softness where it isn’t respected.

Motherhood changes you. Heartbreak changes you.
Healing changes you.
At some point you realise peace is sexier than chaos.

So if I seem quieter, less available, less reactive…
It’s not that I don’t care.

It’s just that I finally care about myself more.

And honestly?
That stage is undefeated. Underrated and been a long time coming. 🙏👏🏻✨

Make of it what you will, but I know myself, I know my heart, I know I am the whole table and don’t need to sleep on myself, I don’t need to worry about narratives that simply aren’t true, and have only been curated to demonise me for someone else’s lack. Ya gal, is good. I just forgot how good I was for a hot minute.

**kwithyou **ks selfworth

15/02/2026

This journey didn’t make me softer.
It revealed the softness I’d been protecting.

The nurturing.
The instinct to hold, soothe, and love without conditions.
The way my heart stretches instead of closes.

And somewhere in that… I realised I deserved that kind of care too. Not just to give it.
To receive it too.

Being a lover girl isn’t just about romance.
It’s how you show up for your children. Your people. Your healing. Probably most importantly …yourself.

Softness is a strength I’m finally letting exist in every part of my life.
And in doing so there’s that irony again, to live in softness comes with firmer boundaries, cutting some losses and creating space in the comfort you’re used to.

14/02/2026

𝐀𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈’𝐦 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 ♥️✨💖
Not in the fantasy way. Not in the naive, lose-yourself way.
But in the honest, self-aware, healed-enough-to-admit-it kinda way.

I love deeply. I care loudly and probably even too much (for the wrong people),
I attach meaning, memory, and intention to people, moments, and connections.

And for a long time… I played it down.

Because loving deeply after being hurt feels dangerous.
Because trauma teaches you that softness gets used against you. Because it felt safer to be guarded, detached, unbothered, “hard to read.”

So I built barriers. Called it independence. Called it growth. Called it strength. And some of it was.

But some of it was also protection, self-preservation.
A quiet fear of being seen in my most open form again.

The truth is, being a lover girl isn’t weakness. It’s emotional depth. It’s courage. It’s choosing connection even when you know what loss feels like.

I don’t want to hide her anymore. 🥹

The part of me that loves hard, hopes big, and feels everything isn’t the problem. I just need the safety too.
Discernment. Boundaries. Not disappearance.

So this is me accepting me. Not apologising for me.
Not shrinking me. Not armouring myself up to survive spaces I have outgrown.

I’m a lover girl.
Just one who finally knows how to protect her heart without abandoning it. Who knows where she is valued and where she isn’t, the one who will go all in and all out but only for those who reciprocate and one who won’t tolerate less than healthy obsession and admiration. ✌️

… celebrating the lover girl within this Valentine’s Day 🫶💋

10/02/2026

The final stretch of the Year of the Snake isn’t about pushing harder.

It’s about shedding what’s tight.
Keeping what’s true.
And finishing from a place of intention instead of well, settling for just anything and plodding along without care for yourself.

This year has asked for quiet growth, inner shifts, and honest reflection.

The last push is simply about honouring that … not abandoning it for noise, pressure, or performance.

Finish steady.
Finish aligned.
Finish in a way your future self will thank you for.

Did your sign feel like it spoke straight to you?

04/02/2026

𝐈’𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬…

Some people live in a ‘my way or no way’ tone, and may not even notice it.
Every choice, every opinion, every belief is measured against their certainty.

Often, it’s not about the belief itself. It’s about control.
The need to feel safe, certain, and “right.” Fear disguised as conviction.

And what that does to you… It shrinks you. Makes you second-guess yourself. Pressures you to people-please just to keep the peace. When you are expected to be agreeable, you are being asked to minimise your character for their ease.

As adults, we can hold our beliefs and still let others hold theirs. We can live with curiosity, respect, and space for difference. That’s where life feels rich. That’s where connection stays alive. The irony for me, connection is what so many crave and it’s being disgruntled because of ego.

Sometimes, rigidity makes people walk away from good things; practices, ideas, moments that once nourished them simply because it doesn’t fit a narrow story. That feels unfortunate. But difference doesn’t need to be a loss. Growth doesn’t need to come at the expense of your human and compassion.
This has SO been lost in today’s world.

The line I’m learning to honour: I can respect someone’s faith — truly respect it — until it asks me to shrink, silence, or abandon my own integrity. Until it harms the freedom of others. That’s not difference. That’s misalignment.

Protect your freedom. Honour your space. Step back when you need to.
Choosing alignment over approval doesn’t feel like rejection it feels like continuing to stay true to you.

Life is richer when you hold your ground gently, when you let others hold theirs, and when you remember that difference and all the colour, all the perspective, all the ways we see the world differently, is the depth and texture of everything that makes life worth living.

04/02/2026

𝐈’𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬…

Some people live in a ‘my way or no way’ tone, and may not even notice it.
Every choice, every opinion, every belief is measured against their certainty.

Often, it’s not about the belief itself. It’s about control.
The need to feel safe, certain, and “right.” Fear disguised as conviction.

And what that does to you… It shrinks you. Makes you second-guess yourself. Pressures you to people-please just to keep the peace. When you are expected to be agreeable, you are being asked to minimise your character for their ease.

As adults, we can hold our beliefs and still let others hold theirs. We can live with curiosity, respect, and space for difference. That’s where life feels rich. That’s where connection stays alive. The irony for me, connection is what so many crave and it’s being disgruntled because of ego.

Sometimes, rigidity makes people walk away from good things; practices, ideas, moments that once nourished them simply because it doesn’t fit a narrow story. That feels unfortunate. But difference doesn’t need to be a loss. Growth doesn’t need to come at the expense of your human and compassion.
This has SO been lost in today’s world.

The line I’m learning to honour: I can respect someone’s faith — truly respect it — until it asks me to shrink, silence, or abandon my own integrity. Until it harms the freedom of others. That’s not difference. That’s misalignment.

Protect your freedom. Honour your space. Step back when you need to.
Choosing alignment over approval doesn’t feel like rejection it feels like continuing to stay true to you.

Life is richer when you hold your ground gently, when you let others hold theirs, and when you remember that difference and all the colour, all the perspective, all the ways we see the world differently, is the depth and texture of everything that makes life worth living.

alignment

30/01/2026

As we shed the last of the Snake year, lately, especially this last week, I’ve been reflecting on how belief systems spiritual, or otherwise can quietly turn into identity and hierarchy.

I’ve never really fit inside a “tribe”, and truthfully didn’t want to as it’s never made logical sense to me anyways, (once an outsider always an outsider 😂) and I’m realising it’s because my work has never been about belonging.

For me, and something I’ve always pledged during my sessions, “healing” is yours, it doesn’t have to look like anything you’ve witnessed before.

For me, growth has meant unlearning people-pleasing, finding safety after cycles of abandonment, trusting my own perceptions, and understanding the depth of my emotions not bypassing them. It’s meant recognising what I need to feel safe and regulated, and choosing honesty even when it makes me inconvenient. And this is it, everyone’s story is different, lessons are different. Timing is different. We all need grace, not rules.

I’m often someone with a wide scope, people come to me for guidance, reflection, or perspective. But the moment my honesty doesn’t align, I become “the problem.”
I’m realising that what never fit wasn’t community — it was conditional belonging.
Welcomed for my care, but only if I stay silent or play ball as the submissive/overlooked/said outsider.

This is my own journey. Totally unique, completely personalised. It can’t be boxed into trends, stereotypes, or what’s “in” right now and the next trending belief. There is no shortcut, no formula, no external approval just the work of growing, feeling, and learning how to live in my body and my life with more peace, presence, and quiet, with full accountability of myself.

I’m stepping away from distraction, noise, and performative healing. I want depth. I want honesty. I want to show up fully for myself not for anyone else.

I’m not the latest trend. I am imperfect. I’m human. But I’m dedicated. I’m learning to let that dedication stand quietly, fully, and unapologetically for me.

Not all truth is meant to be comfortable. And that’s okay.
🖤

29/01/2026

𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲.
𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲. ☯️ (PT.1)
⸻

Sometimes what looks like “delusion” is really a dysregulated nervous system wrapped in a protective story. Not everything someone believes requires your participation and you don’t need to fix it, argue with it, or carry it for them.

I’ve been learning this the hard way, unlearning people-pleasing, noticing how often I stepped into other people’s narratives just to keep the peace, confusing empathy with self-abandonment. Letting dominant figures overbear and lead a one way connection.

My brother once said:
“You are the soft, sweet Pisces coat — concealing the violently accurate Scorpio and the brutally honest Capricorn.”
𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗹𝘆… 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗱.

Softness doesn’t cancel discernment.
Kindness doesn’t mean blindness.
Empathy doesn’t require self-betrayal.

I am the friend who is loyal to your greatest self.
The one who holds you accountable, gives honest feedback, calls you forward when you betray yourself, and meets you at your potential.
Not everyone is ready for that kind of love, some who may not be as emotionally deep, can confuse boundaries with betrayal, honesty with attack.

Staying grounded doesn’t make you cold. It makes you regulated.
Boundaries aren’t judgement.
Compassion doesn’t mean participation.

I am learning that I don’t need to argue with delusion.
I am learning to hydrate and disengage where necessary for me.
Protecting my nervous system is no longer optional, it’s just self-respect.

𝒫𝓇𝑜𝓉𝑒𝒸𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝑒 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝒾𝓉 𝓅𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒷𝒾𝓁𝓁𝓈. 🤍

27/01/2026

Life has a way of nudging the same lessons in small ways.
Not to punish you, not to confuse you,
but to show where old habits still live.

The good news? Awareness is growth.
Boundaries are self-respect.
And choosing space is always okay. 🤍

17/01/2026

𝐈𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲’𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭. 🪬

As we move through the final stretch of the Year of the Snake, many are experiencing last-minute shedding.
Old identities. Old coping mechanisms. Old attachments that once felt like safety.

The Snake doesn’t rush. It releases its skin when it no longer fits, even if it feels raw for a moment.

This isn’t a setback. It’s integration.

But this phase also asks something of us: 𝗮𝗰𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗯𝗶𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘆.

Not self-blame. Not punishment. But simple radical honesty. Speak until the throat chakra shakes vibe.

Accountability for all your s**t, your lows, your woes, your self abandoning, pattern repeating, distractions, choosing comfort and making mistakes. It’s through accountability that you choose presence and alignment.

What’s surfacing now isn’t here to punish you, it’s here to be completed.

𝗧𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝗼𝘄𝗻𝗲𝗱

To be felt without deflection.
To be released consciously with your best efforts.

If you’re tired, emotional, reflective, or feeling “in between”, that’s okay, so let that be okay.
Just don’t bypass the lesson to rush the relief.

You are not behind.
You are closing a chapter with awareness.

This is the last push, not because you need to strive,
but because your soul is asking you to travel lighter, clearer, and more responsible into what’s next.

Rest where you can. Be honest where it matters. Take ownership without shame.

You’re not unraveling.
You’re shedding what is no longer needed and choosing yourself in the process 🐍✨

#2026

14/01/2026

𝟏𝟎 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐨. ⏮️
2016.

Just me & Theo taking on the world.
A 23-year-old with a 2-year-old, figuring it out day by day. Honestly… I could argue that part hasn’t changed 😆, I could in one hand say, I am repeating just that, but I would be doing myself a disservice because, I have become ten times the woman. I feel this is my story with Roman, to do it kind of the same, but with the confidence I deserve this time around.

Back then, I was surviving but just pained. Trying to hold it all together while learning motherhood, identity, love, and loss all at once. I was pretty vacant. I was in a relationship that slowly chipped away at me — but in hindsight, it became one of my greatest teachers.

It forced me to look inward. To question why I accepted less than I deserved. To rebuild my sense of self-worth from the inside out.
It was one of my greatest catalysts to learn that love, safety, validation, and belonging; all of these fundamentals could never be found outside of myself. It starts inward, always.

That season cracked me open. It was just before
I awakened and got to find my path. Mica here was clueless, often taking Theo with me to work, working in a pub 4/5 days a week and him with me atleast 2 of those shifts 😳.

I am who and what I am now thanks to all that was endured then. I’m more assured now.
More confident. More mindful. More aware.
More rooted in who I am and what I will no longer tolerate and accept for me and my family.

Still a mum figuring it out. Still learning. Still growing. But no longer lost. I have found peace in my heart recently, and it’s thanks to the last decade that it’s been found.

If you’re in your “before” era — trust this:
Nothing is wasted. Not the heartbreak.
Not the confusion. Not the long nights wondering how you’ll get through.

One day, you’ll look back and realise it was all shaping you.

✨🖤

PS - that last picture is the same playgroup I’m now taking Roman to 😆👌 it’s such Deja vu with them 🩵

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