I decree, I declare, and I decide—I no longer owe anyone an explanation for my growth. I am not who I used to be, and I refuse to shrink back just because others are more comfortable with the older, unhealed version of me. I have grieved my past and learned from it—but I do not live there anymore.
I am evolving. I am shedding old labels, outdated roles, and narratives that kept me stuck in cycles of guilt, silence, and survival. I release the shame attached to who I once had to be to get through what I didn’t have the language or tools to heal from. I release the fear of outgrowing relationships that were only meant for a former version of me.
I honor the woman I was, but I am walking boldly into who I’ve become. I no longer apologize for being too much, too deep, too strong, or too healed. The version of me that used to settle, self-abandon, and over-explain has been laid to rest. I no longer take ownership of false labels, invisible burdens, or expired assignments.
I give myself permission to evolve—to change how I think, how I speak, how I respond, how I care for myself, and how I show up in the world. I am allowed to release people I once clung to out of brokenness. I am allowed to rebuild from truth. I am allowed to heal and still be worthy of softness, joy, and overflow.
I walk in authority—not because I am perfect, but because I am free. I am not who I used to be, and I make no apologies for it.