A Thank You to the One Who Never Gave Up

Dear Me, 

There was a time when I didn’t know how to truly love myself. But thanks to you—your patience, your resilience, your quiet presence—I finally do.

It's been a wild ride. The uncertainty, the doubts, the leaps of faith—all of it has led me right here, to a place where I can finally say, I’m proud of us.

You’ve learned that freedom doesn’t come from safety and comfort but from the courage to let go. You’ve released the things you once thought defined you—your home, your possessions, your old ways of being—and trusted that something greater was waiting on the other side.

And you took that leap, without a roadmap, without a guarantee, but with the knowing that somewhere inside you, there was light guiding the way.

You’ve faced fear head-on. You’ve sat with uncertainty. You’ve made choices that made no logical sense, but your heart knew better. And every time, you proved to yourself that you were stronger, more capable, and more alive than you ever imagined.

Even in the hardest moments, you found clarity. When you hit rock bottom, you didn’t stay there—you rose, you learned, and you softened into yourself.

You’ve created a life that feels more open, more real, more yours than ever before.

And through it all, you never gave up on me.

For years, I spoke to you in ways I would never speak to anyone else. I placed blame where it didn’t belong, made you feel unworthy, like you were never enough. I held onto anger toward you when life felt hard, instead of offering you the kindness you deserved.

But even then, you stayed. Even then, you carried me forward, forgiving me before I even knew how to forgive myself.

Learning to love you has been my greatest transformation. Not because it happened all at once, but because it happened slowly—through every choice, every shift, every moment of finally choosing you.

I am proud of you. I will never take you for granted again.

And I can’t wait to see where we go next.