– A Soft Return to Myself –
Hi!
I’m a clinically depressed, anxious, ADHD-having yoga therapist with critically low self-esteem.
That’s the truth. My truth.
I’ve been trying to write something for a while now, but nothing felt right. I kept trying to make it prettier, or more profound, or useful. Something with an arc, a solution, a takeaway.
But today, under this May full moon, I’m simply here—messy, unsure, but present.
I’ve always found myself frozen when it comes to sharing publicly. Vulnerability sounds beautiful in theory, but the moment I sit down to write, I feel the old fears creeping in:
What if I’m too much? What if people see the cracks? What if my truth scares them away?
A short time ago, I told myself I was ready to start blogging again. I set up a new domain, found a clean theme, and made a plan to post regularly. I started off with intention. And then… I stopped. I froze.
I think it happened when I wrote a post about my self-esteem. It felt too raw, too close to the bone. Sharing it meant shattering the image I had been clinging to: the strong one, the wise one, the teacher with answers.
But the truth is—I don’t always have answers. I have questions. And fears. And trauma. And grief. I also have joy, laughter, magic, and healing tools that have helped me survive all of it.
This is where I’m at:
Wobbly. Real. Soft.
Trying to live honestly while still figuring it out.
Journal Prompts I’m Exploring Right Now
- What am I accepting about myself or my situation right now?
- How am I dealing with the things I can’t control?
- What is helping me feel grounded or alive today?
- How am I tending to my emotional, physical, mental, and spiritual bodies?
- What tiny thing brought me joy this week?
I don’t know if this post will resonate with anyone. I don’t even know if I’m writing it “right.” But I’m giving myself permission to just be here. To be honest. To be human.
I’ve spent years learning how to manage my inner world through yoga, spirituality, ritual, dance, and other healing arts—not as a cure, but as a way to stay with myself. I’ll be sharing those tools here. Not as a teacher above you, but as a fellow traveler beside you.
If you’re also tired, scared, healing, neurodivergent, curious, queer, kinky, melanin blessed, or just trying to find your footing—welcome. You’re in the right place.
Things You’ll Find in This Space
- Yoga That Goes Beyond Forms
- Journal Prompts for Inner Exploration
- Rituals for Everyday Magic
- Queer, Neurospicy, and Poly-Affirming Reflections
- The Messy Middle of Growth
- Soft Tools for Hard Times
This blog is a work in progress, just like me. But I’m showing up. That’s something.
Thanks for being here.
