I don't know how many pages I have left—how many days, seasons, chapters.

But I do know I've spent too many of them pretending. Pretending we wasn't tired. Pretending I was fine. Pretending I didn't need a break, or help, or space. Pretending I didn't already have the permission I was waiting for.

This blog is not about perfection. It's not about performance. It's about truth.

This is the beginning of a new season—a season of reclaiming. Reclaiming time. Reclaiming voice. Reclaiming the parts of ourselves we've tucked away to keep others comfortable.

Here, we'll talk about the power of saying no. About unlearning the apologies we never needed. About naming what matters, and living into it—fully, even if a little undone.

This is your invitation to stop waiting for permission. You are already enough. You are already wise. You are already whole.

And if you're beautifully over it too—welcome. You belong here.