11/19/2025
Take a moment.
Look at her.
The woman you see in the mirror.
She’s walked through heartbreak that would have broken others.
She’s held everyone else together while falling apart inside.
She’s survived moments she didn’t think she would—and days she barely remembers because she was just trying to get through them.
And she’s still here.
Still trying.
Still showing up.
Today, I want you to do something radical:
Thank her.
Not for what she’s accomplished.
Not for how well she’s held it together.
Thank her for surviving.
Thank her for not giving up when giving up felt easier.
Thank her for every tear she cried in private so no one would see.
Thank her for every boundary she tried to set, even when her voice shook.
Thank her for every time she chose herself, even when it felt selfish.
Thank her for getting back up, even when she was exhausted.
You are not the woman you were last year.
You’ve grown softer where you used to be hard.
Wiser where you used to blame yourself.
Braver in ways no one sees but you.
Kinder to yourself than you’ve ever been.
A practice for today:
Stand in front of a mirror (yes, actually do this).
Place your hand on your heart.
Look into your own eyes and say:
“Thank you for not giving up on me.
Thank you for holding me through it all.
I see how hard you’ve tried.
I see how far you’ve come.
I’m proud of you.”
You might cry.
That’s okay.
Those tears are proof you’re finally coming home to yourself.
You haven’t failed.
You haven’t given up.
You haven’t stopped showing up.
You are becoming.
And that is something to be deeply, fiercely proud of.