The Way Back to Yourself Is Closer Than You Think

Some days you just feel… gone. Like you’ve shown up for everyone but somehow forgot to show up for yourself. And it’s not because you’re careless, it’s because life has this sneaky way of convincing you that everything else is more urgent. The emails. The meetings. That text you keep meaning to answer. The endless stream of things that feel important but leave you feeling empty.

And the worst part? You can’t even pinpoint the moment it happened. You don’t remember the exact second you started forgetting yourself, just that by the end of the day, there’s this dull ache in your chest and a quiet voice asking, “When did I stop being me?”

It’s subtle, isn’t it? You say “yes” when you wanted to say “no” because disappointing someone else feels heavier than disappointing yourself. You keep quiet when something rubs you the wrong way because you don’t want to be that person, the difficult one. You keep pushing through the exhaustion because resting feels like laziness in a world that glorifies burnout.

And slowly, day by day, you forget how to put yourself first. You forget to check in. You forget that you’re allowed to take up space. Until one day you realize, you don’t even recognize the version of you that’s moving through the world.

But here’s the thing, forgetting yourself isn’t the end of the story. It’s just the invitation to find your way back.

And the way back? It’s not some dramatic life overhaul. It’s not quitting your job, buying a plane ticket, or starting over (though it might eventually lead there). It starts smaller than that.

It starts in the exact moment you realize you’ve forgotten. That moment, that is the doorway.

When you’re sitting in a meeting, smiling through gritted teeth, and you notice your jaw is clenched so tight it feels like stone, there’s your door.

When you’re scrolling through social media, feeling that familiar sense of not being enough, there’s your door.

When you’re lying in bed, feeling the weight of a day lived on autopilot, there’s your door.

The way back starts with one real breath. Not the shallow ones you’ve been surviving on. A full, inconvenient, take-up-space kind of breath.

And I know how easy it is to skip it. To think, What’s one breath going to change? But it’s not just the breath, it’s the decision behind it. The decision to pause. To come back. To remember: I’m still here. And that’s enough for right now.

This isn’t about becoming some perfectly present person who never drifts again. It’s about noticing when you do and choosing, again and again, to return.

And if you’re standing in front of that door today, unsure how to step through it, that’s okay too. You don’t have to figure it out alone.

And that’s one of the reasons why I created my 1:1 Mindfulness Strengths-Based Coaching. It’s a space where you can reconnect with who you are, navigate life with more clarity and calm, and most importantly, stop forgetting yourself in the process.

If this feels like the kind of support you’ve been searching for, I invite you to schedule a free consultation. No pressure. Just a genuine conversation about how you can start showing up for yourself again, in the middle of it all, not after life finally slows down.

You’re closer to yourself than you think. Let’s find that way back together.