23/12/2025
2025 was the year my nervous system said: we’re done living like this.
I believed that being okay meant pushing through when I was tired. That making sure everyone else was okay would somehow make me okay too, instead of honouring my no and taking care of myself first.
I realised that wasn’t working anymore when I was in the middle of skin flare ups and still pushing. Distracting myself. Stressing that I was doing something wrong, instead of seeing my body communicating.
It was constant: “what am I doing wrong?” Rather than a compassionate “I see this and we’re going to be okay.”
In a world that glorifies busyness and prioritising others, this is normalised. But it doesn’t lead to peace, it leads to burnout, internal abandonment, misalignment, and emptiness.
Choosing yourself isn’t selfish. It’s choosing peace.
I see this every day in my work. People don’t even realise they’re abandoning themselves. It’s in the micro moments - pushing when you’re tired, worrying more about how others feel than how you feel. People-pleasing in the hope it will create peace, when it really just creates tension in the body.
Today, sitting in the sun two days before Christmas, no pressure to perform, no lists to tick off, just a heart full of love and joy.
This moment reminded me, I never would have allowed this in the past. To pause. To feel grounded. Peaceful.
My body didn’t fail me this year.
It shook me, deeply.
It shook free the pieces that couldn’t exist in me anymore, creating more capacity for peace, presence, and love.
This life is beautiful and I’m excited for what 2026 brings.
