Each time I listen, I grow closer to who I really am.

Over the weekend, I gave myself a few cheat days because I had worked hard. And while I enjoyed them, I didn’t enjoy them as much as I’ve come to enjoy the consistency of making healthy choices. I’m not beating myself up over it, but I’ve noticed it’s been a little harder to jump back on track.

Still, this moment is different from the past. I’m not giving up. I’m not slipping back into old habits.

Each time I slow down and really listen to my body and my needs, I move closer to the version of myself I’m working toward. The version I know is already within me. I’ve returned to the routines that keep me grounded. It hasn’t been perfect, but I’m here. I’m showing up. And today, I feel better. The haze is lifting, and I’m beginning to see things clearly again.

Progress doesn’t always look like momentum. Sometimes it looks like pausing, listening, and gently choosing to begin again. So if you’re navigating your own restart today, let it be soft. Let it be kind. And trust that even the smallest return to yourself can spark something steady and strong.