29/07/2026
For so long, I thought life had a finish line.
Graduate.
Get the job.
Get married.
Buy the house.
Have the babies.
Build the career.
And then one day you’ll finally feel like you’ve made it.
Except every time I reached one of those milestones, there was always another quiet voice inside me whispering
“There has to be more than this.”
For years, I thought that voice meant something was wrong with me.
That I wasn’t grateful enough.
That I expected too much.
That I just needed to try harder to be happy.
Now I think that voice was never telling me I needed a different life.
It was telling me I had outgrown the version of myself that created my current one.
When I look back, I’ve spent my whole adult life expanding.
Moving countries.
Changing careers.
Becoming a mother.
Climbing out of postpartum depression.
Starting over again and again.
Every chapter required me to leave behind an old identity before I could step into the next one.
And I don’t think that ever stops.
I don’t believe there is a point where we finally “arrive.”
I think we’re meant to keep evolving.
To keep becoming.
To keep expanding.
So at 34, I’m doing it again.
I’ve left my corporate career behind to build something that genuinely lights me up.
Not because I have everything figured out.
But because I’ve learned that every beautiful chapter of my life has started with one uncomfortable decision:
To stop trying to fit inside a life I’d already outgrown.
Because if there’s one thing I know now, it’s this:
The next version of your life will always ask you to let go of the version of you that no longer fits.
If you’re here at the beginning, thank you. 🫶🏼
I have a feeling this chapter is going to be the most meaningful one yet.
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