Commitment to the old me: This New Year

 

This year, I am not chasing a new version of myself. 
I am returning to the one I left behind when life felt too heavy to hold. 

The one who used to breathe slowly, 
and dream loudly and trust her own pace. 

I am going back to the girl  

who waited for joy without guilt 
and rested without apology. 
The one who believed softness was strength, 
and silence was a form of listening, and self-care was not a luxury. 

This year, I am choosing her. 
The one who existed before comparison, 
before doubt, 
before the noise of expectations. 

I am choosing her quiet courage, 
her way of loving gently, 
her showing up for herself and others on days that are hard. 

This year is not about becoming new. 
It is about keeping my promise to the person I once was 
and the person I still am 
beneath the rush and beneath the fear 
beneath the versions I perform for the world. 

This year, I am coming home to myself. 
Not the improved self 
not the reinvented self 
just the real one 
waiting patiently for me to return. 

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