The Version Of You That Was Just Surviving Deserves A Thank You.

It’s easy to look back and wince.

At the way you begged for crumbs.
The way you over-explained, over-stayed, over-worked.
The way you shrunk your voice just to keep the peace.
The way you betrayed your own joy… just to feel safe.

But before you cringe at her
Can you thank her?

She didn’t know what you know now.
She didn’t have the tools, the language, the support.
She was surviving.
And survival is a sacred kind of strength.

She held the line.
She kept the lights on.
She kept moving, even when everything inside her was saying stop.

And without her?

You wouldn’t be here.
Healing. Expanding. Rising.
Choosing again.

OFH isn’t about rejecting your past.
It’s about reclaiming her.
Honouring her.
Letting her know, you see her now.

✨

Here’s your OFH reflection today:
What if you stopped trying to rewrite her choices…
and started thanking her for getting you through?

You’re not behind.
You’re not broken.
You’re built — layer by messy layer — on love, resilience, and evolution.

Don’t shame her.
Don’t bury her.
Hold her hand.

She didn’t fail you.
She f*cking carried you.

With love,
M x