Growing

Sometimes we get so caught up thinking about what we don’t have, we forget how much ground we’ve already covered. It’s easy to downplay progress when you're not where you thought you’d be. You start thinking you're behind. Like everyone else has it figured out and you’re just out here winging it. But truthfully, I’m not where I used to be. And that counts.

I’m still figuring things out. Still making slip-ups. Still having days where everything feels like a bit too much. But I’ve grown. In ways I never clapped for myself about. There’s things I used to stress heavy about that don’t even rattle me anymore. People I used to chase that I wouldn’t even think to message now. Situations I used to lose sleep over that I now brush off with ease. That’s progress. 

The version of me I was a year ago wouldn’t recognise how I move now. And I’m not saying I’ve got it all patterned, but I’m definitely moving different. Growth doesn’t always come dressed in designer or new achievements. Sometimes it just shows up in silence. In self-control. In choosing to breathe instead of react. In walking away instead of proving a point. In choosing yourself, fully, even when it feels weird.

I still have a journey ahead. Still chasing some big things. But I’m learning to respect the small shifts. The tiny adjustments. The way I carry myself now. The way I think before moving. The way I protect my peace without guilt. That matters. Even if nobody else sees it or celebrates it, I do.

Right now, I’m not where I dream of being. But I’m not at the beginning either. I’m somewhere in the middle. And that’s okay. That’s more than okay. Because I’m still going. And for today, that’s enough.