Becoming Who You Are

You were never meant to stay the same.
You were never meant to be small, or silent, or shaped by someone else’s idea of you.
You were meant to remember.

Becoming who you are is not about building.
It’s about returning.
Returning to the part of you that never needed fixing.
The part that knew — even when the world tried to make her forget.

It happens in the dark.
In the questions.
In the still, unspoken ache of letting go.

You shed skins you once clung to like protection.
You mourn the roles you performed just to feel safe.
You walk away from versions of yourself that helped you survive
but cannot come with you into your truth.

This is the soul’s quiet revolution.
Not loud. Not polished. Not made for anyone else to understand.

It’s the tremble before the leap.
The breath before the answer.
The moment you stop reaching out and begin reaching in.

You start listening — not with your ears,
but with your body.
With your blood.
With the ancient knowing that pulses through you when you finally stop pretending.

You no longer need to chase, prove, perform, or please.
You begin to remember the language of enough.
The rhythm of rest.
The power of presence.
You begin to feel safe in your own skin.

And it’s here — in the silence, in the slowness, in the sacred unravel —
that you meet the real you.
The one who was never lost, only buried.
The one who doesn’t need to become more —
only to become true.

You realise:
Becoming isn’t something you do.
It’s something you allow.
A soft surrender to the truth that’s always lived within you.

You are not late.
You are not broken.
You are not too much.

You are becoming —
and that is the most beautiful thing you’ll ever allow yourself to do.

— Allie