I’m halfway through 365 days of saying things I really mean.
That feels wild to say and comprehend. This series has been challenging and so life-giving. It has taught me so much about myself, my thought process, and has truly awakened a love for writing.
It’s also showing me patience and diligence to do something that has no metric of success other than showing up for myself each day to write something.
I had hoped to grow a following through this series, but that hasn’t happened. Some days I’m okay with that, and on other days, I have to remind myself that external validation isn’t the goal. It’s a desire and a longing, but it’s not the determining factor of success or reward.
There is so much that has been unlocked in me so far, and I’m only halfway. I haven’t even looked back at some of my previous pieces. That will be another kind of processing that I’m not quite ready for. Still, I’m grateful for the future opportunity to reflect on my memories and tap into love and grace for myself, for the parts of me that were present on each day of writing.
I marked this halfway point in my calendar a while ago, thinking, ‘Wow, it will be crazy to reach that milestone.’ And here I am. I’ve reached it, and I couldn’t be prouder of my strength in seeing this through.
Being consistent these days is a struggle. There’s always something else to do or some distraction. But I’ve stayed on track and pushed myself in moments when it felt impossible.
There’s something powerful in that persistence, and even though I have another 182 days to go, I’m scared to lose this momentum and commitment to myself.
But perhaps the fear itself is proof of how much this practice has come to mean to me. The worry about losing momentum shows that I’ve found something worth protecting. And if I can show up for myself for 183 days, carrying all my doubts, hopes, and discoveries, then I can show up for the remaining 182.
The real milestone isn’t reaching the halfway point—it’s learning that the person who sits down to write each day is already enough. The words are just evidence of that daily act of self-love.
