We’re taught early on to chase things—grades, praise, promotions, perfect bodies, perfect lives. I chased them too. I thought if I achieved enough, looked right, or said the right things, I’d finally feel like I mattered. But the truth is, self-worth doesn’t live in accomplishment. It lives in acceptance.
For most of my life, I carried a quiet, invisible weight. The kind that makes you question if you’re enough just as you are. It took me years—therapy, journaling, soul-searching—to realize that my worth didn’t need proving. It needed protecting.
Self-worth isn’t loud. It’s not something you earn through applause. It’s the quiet knowing that you deserve peace, love, and joy—not because of what you do, but because of who you are. And yes, that can be hard to believe, especially if you’ve been told otherwise.
In Reflections from Heart, I talk openly about my battle with self-doubt, and how I began to rebuild my sense of worth, one small choice at a time. It’s still a work in progress—but that’s the point. Self-worth doesn’t arrive all at once. It shows up every time you say “I deserve better” and believe it.
To anyone carrying that hidden weight: put it down. You don’t need to be perfect to be worthy—you already are
