Do you remember her?

Hi there

She used to laugh without checking the clock.

She had playlists that weren’t lullabies or lo-fi background noise.

She had dreams that didn’t begin and end with survival mode.

For years, I used to joke with my friends that I had a mid-life crisis at the start of every summer.

Like clockwork, June would hit and I’d feel this urge to run.

To be single. Kid-free. Job-free. Just… free.

And for a long time, I thought it was just me being dramatic or tired. But now I know the truth:

I was craving freedom because I had spent the rest of the year completely disconnected from myself.

Not caring for myself daily. Not checking in weekly. Not tending to my joy monthly.

So by summer? I was depleted, resentful, and quietly unhappy.

But something shifted.

Last year, I got more intentional with my self-care — not in a spa-day way, but in a nervous system reset, emotional check-in, move-my-body-because-I-matter kind of way.

And this summer? That pull to run isn’t there.

Because I’ve been returning to myself bit by bit all year long.

A 3-Minute Reset for the You That’s Still In There:

Pause and ask yourself:

What part of me have I quieted… that’s ready to speak again?

The one who wants to dance.

Or cry.

Or sit in silence with no one asking for anything.

Let her speak.

🧠 Gentle Reminder

She’s not gone.

She’s just been waiting for you to remember she matters, too.

PS: Got a ratchet playlist or a summer freedom song that brings you back to life? Hit reply and tell me. Let’s build one together.

Until Next Time

Moya