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I feel like one of the loneliest feelings is knowing your heart is good while someone else...

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Looking back at our younger selves can bring up so many feelings—regret, gratitude, sadness, and compassion.
One question I’ve been thinking about is: What would change if we offered our younger selves more understanding instead of judgment?
I wrote a post on my Self Love Mentor blog called “My Younger Self: A Journey of Healing and Growth” to explore this topic.
You can read it here:
https://self-love-mentor.com/2026/10/11/my-younger-self-a-journey-of-healing-and-growth-2/
If you could tell your younger self one thing, what would it be? And is that something you still need to hear today?

https://self-love-mentor.com/2026/10/11/my-younger-self-a-journey-of-healing-and-growth-2/

There was a point in my life where I lost everything.
My job. My apartment. I even got kicked out of school.
I couldn’t handle the pressure of everything happening around me, and looking back, I realize I was trying to do everything alone while pouring almost nothing back into myself.

Taking my life back didn’t start when my circumstances suddenly got better.

It started with a decision:
I can handle this.
I can heal myself.
That belief became non-negotiable.

One of the first commitments I made to myself was meditation.

I started with 30-minute sessions, listening to frequency music and trying to let my mind clear.
And the beginning was HARD.
My thoughts were racing. Even after doing it consistently for a week, I didn’t feel different. There were times I genuinely questioned whether any of it was working.

BUT I kept my commitment to myself anyway.

I had no idea then how much that decision would eventually pay off.
Today, I’ve gone back and finished school. I have multiple streams of income. I’ve built communities and opportunities around things I care about, and I’ve manifested pieces of the life I once only dreamed about.

And somewhere along the way, I learned something that completely changed how I understand self-love:

One of the highest forms of self-love is self-discipline.

Not punishment.
Not working yourself into the ground.

Loving yourself enough to keep the promises you make to yourself—even before you have proof they’re working.

That’s what meditation started teaching me.

And tomorrow, I want to invite you to practice that with me.

For the next seven days,

Healing The Crown 👑 is doing a free 7 Days of Self-Love Challenge

I’m going to share exactly what we’re doing tomorrow, and there will be different levels depending on how much you’re ready to commit.

But rn, I want you to think about one question:

If you stopped waiting for your life to change and started intentionally showing up for yourself, what could you dream yourself doing ?

We start tomorrow. Drop an answer below if you feel open to sharing or a crown 👑 if you are in.

Healing will make you angry. And if it hasn’t yet, you probably haven’t gone deep enough. There is a rage that lives beneath survival. How much of your personality is a byproduct of having to survive chaos. How many of your choices were never really choices at all, just coping mechanisms disguised as decisions. The only reason it feels so heavy is because it’s the first time your reaction finally matches the reality.

Oh to be the woman who packed her fears into a suitcase and left anyway. Who held her siblings hand so they wouldn’t have to walk the hard road alone. Who became the woman her younger self needed to see exist. Who built something soft and warm in a city that didn’t know her name. Who has a circle that celebrates her like she’s the whole occasion. Who spoils herself without guilt and apologizes to no one for it. Who rewrote what was expected of her and handed her daughters a different story. And who, just by living fully, gives another woman permission to do the same

The onewho needs to be forgiven

is yourself;

The onewho needs to be loved

is also yourself.

Lately, I've been thinking about how some things in life don't really make sense while they're happening.

Sometimes we question why certain people came into our lives, why some stayed, why some left, and why certain experiences changed us so much.

But maybe not everything is meant to make sense immediately.

I've started noticing little things that feel like signs — a prayer I made quietly, a conversation I wasn't expecting, something I randomly read at exactly the right moment, or just a feeling inside me that tells me I'm not the same person I used to be.

Maybe that's what growing is.

You don't always notice yourself changing while it's happening.

Sometimes growth feels confusing. Sometimes it feels lonely. Sometimes you genuinely wonder if you're even moving forward.

But then you look back and realize you're becoming someone you once prayed to become.

I think we can be blessed in ways we don't even recognize yet.

Maybe some things are working quietly in the background.

Maybe some things aren't happening against us, but simply aren't ready for us yet.

And sometimes I think a “sign” doesn't have to be something huge.

Maybe it's just that quiet feeling in your soul saying:

keep going. 🌙

I'm curious — have you ever experienced something that felt like a sign at exactly the right moment?