This past week has been a learning experience unlike any other. Not because I discovered a new workout routine, or because I crushed a fitness goal.. but because life threw me a curveball, and I had to face it head-on.We were in a bit of a financial crunch, which meant eating whatever was left in the house. That turned out to be freezer snacks, processed meats, curryworst, hamburgers, the kinds of things I normally keep around for quick fixes when the kids are here, or when there’s a party. Things that are easy, fast, and… let’s be honest, not the most nourishing.Of course, I paired them with frozen vegetables (because balance, right?), but the truth is, my body noticed. After just a week of eating this way, I started to feel the difference. Heavy, bloated, constantly full, and yet craving more. Junk food has that sneaky effect: it makes you want more of it, even when you’re not truly hungry.

Yesterday, while reorganizing my closet, I found something I hadn’t seen in years.A notebook.Not just any notebook, the notebook I wrote in when my life was at its lowest point.

"The version of you who already has what you want?She’s not a fantasy, she’s a decision away."

Do you know that feeling? You want to achieve something so badly, but no matter how often you try, you keep failing.Each time you tell yourself, “This time I’ll do it!” and maybe you do, for a while. But eventually, you fall back into old patterns. Again.You feel worthless because it keeps happening. Again. And again.