self-compassion

How to Accept Your Humanness and Stop Chasing Perfection

There’s a quiet kind of relief that comes when we finally stop trying to be perfect.

When we stop chasing the illusion that we must always have it together — always strong, always calm, always fine — and start allowing ourselves to be what we already are: human.

It sounds simple, doesn’t it? But for many of us, accepting our humanness feels like the hardest thing in the world.

We live in a culture that celebrates “doing” over “being.” We post our highlight reels but hide our heartbreaks. We praise resilience, but rarely talk about the cracks where that strength is tested.

But the truth is this: you don’t need to be flawless to be worthy of love. You just need to be real.

The Myth of Constant Strength

For years, I believed my worth was measured by how much I could carry without breaking. If I could just hold it together — through the pain, through the loss, through the pressure — then I was strong.

But that wasn’t strength. That was survival.

And survival mode doesn’t allow much room for self-compassion.

It teaches us to suppress what’s uncomfortable, to power through instead of pause, to mistake endurance for courage. But there comes a point when you can’t keep holding your breath through life.

You have to exhale.
You have to fall apart a little.
You have to allow yourself to feel.

Because it’s in those moments — the messy, unguarded, imperfect ones — that healing actually begins.

Being Human Means Being Messy

We will fail. We will get it wrong. We will say the wrong thing, love the wrong person, trust too quickly, or not enough.

We’ll lash out when we’re scared. We’ll close off when we’re hurt. We’ll regret the silence when we should’ve spoken up.

That’s part of being human.

But what makes us grow is not perfection — it’s awareness. It’s choosing to look at our reflection, not to criticize it, but to understand it.

The work of accepting our humanness begins when we stop asking, “What’s wrong with me?” and start asking, “What is this trying to show me?”

Every mistake, every heartbreak, every uncomfortable moment holds a lesson — not to shame us, but to shape us.

When we stop punishing ourselves for being human, we start to heal.

Perfection Is the Enemy of Peace

We chase perfection because we believe it will make us feel safe.

If we do everything right, no one will leave.
If we’re always kind, no one will get angry.
If we’re always strong, no one will see our pain.

But perfection isn’t safety — it’s self-abandonment.

Every time we deny our real feelings, we teach ourselves that we’re only lovable when we’re flawless. And that belief keeps us trapped.

You don’t need to earn your right to rest. You don’t need to earn your right to feel. You don’t need to earn your right to be you.

Your humanity is not something to hide — it’s something to honor.

Learning to Meet Yourself with Grace

When you can look at your reflection — tired, imperfect, flawed — and still say, “I love you,” that’s where peace begins.

Grace is not about letting yourself off the hook. It’s about letting yourself be on the hook for your growth without punishing yourself for being human.

It’s telling yourself:
Yes, I could’ve done better — and I will.
Yes, I hurt someone — and I’ll make it right.
Yes, I fell — but I can get back up.

Healing doesn’t require perfection. It requires honesty.

The more honest you are with yourself, the softer life becomes. The more grace you extend inward, the easier it becomes to extend it outward.

That’s how compassion spreads — from the inside out.

The Power of Humility

Humility isn’t about shrinking yourself — it’s about remembering you’re part of something bigger.

When you can say, “I was wrong,” or “I didn’t know,” or “I’m still learning,” you open the door to growth.

When you can ask for help instead of pretending you have it all figured out, you make connection possible.

And when you can forgive yourself — truly forgive — you make peace possible.

That’s the gift of being human. We stumble, we learn, we grow, and then we help someone else do the same.

That’s not weakness. That’s evolution.

How to Practice Accepting Your Humanness

1. Acknowledge your imperfection.
Say it out loud: “I’m human.” You’ll feel a wave of release. You don’t have to be everything for everyone.

2. Let yourself feel it all.
Anger. Grief. Joy. Fear. Don’t label your emotions as good or bad — they’re messages, not mistakes.

3. Replace judgment with curiosity.
Instead of “Why did I do that?” try “What was I feeling when I did that?” Compassion invites understanding.

4. Set down the need to perform.
You don’t have to earn love by being perfect. Show up as you are — not as who you think you need to be.

5. Celebrate your humanity.
You cry because you care. You ache because you’ve loved. You get back up because you still believe. That’s beautiful.

SLAY Reflection

  1. What part of your humanness do you struggle to accept?
  2. How does perfectionism show up in your daily life?
  3. What’s one mistake from your past that taught you something valuable?
  4. How can you speak to yourself with more compassion this week?
  5. What would it feel like to love yourself as you are, right now?
  • S – Surrender the need to be perfect
  • L – Let yourself feel without judgment
  • A – Accept your flaws as part of your wholeness
  • Y – Yield to grace and choose love over shame

Call to Action: Join the Conversation

I’d love to hear from you.
What’s one way you’re learning to accept your humanness?
Share your story in the comments. Let’s cheer each other on.

And if you know someone who’s being too hard on themselves, send this to them.
Sometimes, all we need is a reminder that being human is enough.

Slay Say

The Dance Is Still Yours

Growth doesn’t always move in a straight line.
Sometimes you stumble. Sometimes you step back.
But none of it means you’ve failed.

Every step—forward, backward, sideways—is still part of your rhythm. Still part of your story.
Even the ones that felt offbeat taught you something about your strength, your timing, your heart.

So when you feel like you’ve lost your way, pause.
Listen.
The music is still playing.
And the dance is still yours.

This is your reminder to give yourself grace in the messy middle.

SLAY on!

Even the steps that felt like setbacks were shaping your rhythm. This is your reminder: you’re still in the dance, and it’s still yours.

Slay Say

Vulnerability is bravery in action

Being vulnerable isn’t easy. It means showing up without the filter, letting people see the real you — fears, flaws, feelings and all. But vulnerability is not a weakness. It’s courage in its rawest form.

When we choose honesty over perfection, we create real connection — with ourselves and with others. That’s where true growth happens.

Let this be your reminder: you don’t have to have it all together to be worthy of love, support, or success.

Quote in block letters saying: Vulnerability isn’t weakness. It’s the bravest kind of honesty.

Release The Need To Judge Yourself Negatively

Why are we always so hard on ourselves?

We hold ourselves to impossible standards, judge our every move, and then wonder why we feel stuck, small, and not good enough.
We speak to ourselves in ways we’d never speak to someone else—calling ourselves idiots, failures, brain-dead, or worse.

And we may not even realize we’re doing it.
That inner dialogue becomes so automatic, so embedded in our thinking, that the jabs feel normal.
But they’re not.
And worse—they’re harmful.

Those words don’t just disappear.
They settle into our energy, into our nervous system, into the way we show up in the world.
And over time, they become the very thing that holds us back from becoming who we are meant to be.

The Judgments That Keep Us Stuck

Before I began my journey in recovery, I judged myself constantly.

Nothing I did was ever “good enough.”
Even when I succeeded, I’d discredit it—call it luck, minimize the achievement, or immediately nitpick what wasn’t perfect.

My expectations were so high, they were built to break me.
And they did. Over and over.

The voice in my head wasn’t just critical—it was cruel.
It kept me sick. It convinced me I’d never be enough. It told me to give up before I even tried.
And I believed it.
I lived inside that mental prison for years.

I’d get these little bursts of self-confidence, moments where I felt like maybe I could do something great.
But the voice always returned—louder, meaner, and more persuasive.
It was a cycle that drained me and kept me from healing.

The Turning Point: Choosing to Get Better

When I finally made the decision to seek help, one of the first things I had to face was my own thinking.

I had to get honest about the way I spoke to myself.
And what I discovered?
I had become my own worst bully.

If anyone else had said the things I said to myself, I never would have stood for it.
So why was I allowing it to happen in my own mind?

That realization changed everything.

I began to:

  • Forgive myself for the judgment
  • Unlearn the habit of self-abuse
  • Practice self-compassion, even when it felt unfamiliar
  • Focus on progress, not perfection

And slowly, something started to shift.
The voice got quieter.
The harsh words faded.
And I started to celebrate myself—for real.

Make Room for Grace

No one gets it right all the time.
We all make mistakes.
We all fall short sometimes.

But that doesn’t mean we’re failures.
It means we’re human.

Mistakes are how we grow.
They help us refine our goals, improve our preparation, and get clearer on what we really want.

And when you set realistic goals—ones that allow for learning, flexibility, and growth—you give yourself a chance to succeed.
Even the smallest win becomes a reason to celebrate.

You Are a Work in Progress (And That’s a Good Thing)

You are not the voice in your head that tells you you’re not enough.
You are not your mistakes.
You are not your worst day.

You are a work in progress—a beautiful, evolving human being.
And your job is not to be perfect.
Your job is to keep going.

So speak to yourself with kindness.
Encourage yourself like you would a best friend.
Celebrate every step, every shift, every bit of progress.

You’re doing better than you think.

SLAY Reflection: How Do You Speak to You?

  1. Do you judge yourself harshly?
    How does that show up in your thoughts or self-talk?
  2. What do you tell yourself when you make a mistake or fall short?
    Would you say the same to someone you love?
  3. How has your inner critic held you back?
    Where would you be if that voice got quieter?
  4. What daily habit could help you be kinder to yourself?
    Affirmations, journaling, gratitude?
  5. What can you do today to encourage and celebrate yourself?
    Start now—pick one thing you’re proud of and name it out loud.

Call to Action: Join the Conversation

I’d love to hear from you.
What’s one negative thing you’ve told yourself that you’re ready to replace with kindness?
Share your story in the comments. Let’s cheer each other on.

And if you know someone who’s struggling with self-judgment, send this to them.
Sometimes, all we need is a nudge.

Just Because You Make Mistakes Doesn’t Mean You Are A Mistake

We all make mistakes.
It’s how we grow. It’s how we learn.
Sometimes we learn to do things differently, and sometimes we simply learn that mistakes are just part of the process—an oops, not an identity.

But there’s a dangerous turning point many of us reach:
When we start to believe that we are the mistake.

That’s when mistakes stop being lessons and start becoming labels.
And when we internalize our failures, we block our own growth.

The Trap of Perfectionism

When I was living in the dark, I believed I was a mistake.
Every time I messed up—even just a little—I used it as proof that I was broken, unworthy, or incapable.

I set impossibly high standards for myself, and when I didn’t meet them, I punished myself emotionally.

  • I beat myself up.
  • I questioned my worth.
  • I kept mental score of every misstep.

Perfection wasn’t just the goal—it was the requirement.
And every time I fell short, I used it as another reason to feel like I had failed at life.

The Permission to Mess Up

Everything changed when I got help.
I was told something I had never even considered:
It’s okay to make mistakes. In fact, it’s encouraged.

Mistakes meant I was trying.
Mistakes meant I was doing something new.
Mistakes meant I was taking action—even if the outcome didn’t go as planned.

That shift in thinking opened the door to something I hadn’t felt in a long time: freedom.

I stopped needing to be perfect and started focusing on being present.
I learned to ask, What can this mistake teach me? instead of, What does this say about me?

Listening to the Signs

Another thing I began to notice?
I made more mistakes when I wasn’t taking care of myself.

If I was tired, overwhelmed, underfed, or overworked—my errors increased.
And instead of blaming myself, I started seeing those slip-ups as signals.

  • Maybe I needed rest.
  • Maybe I needed better boundaries.
  • Maybe I needed to slow down.

Mistakes became more than just missteps—they became a check-in.
An opportunity to notice where I might be neglecting my own needs.

Mistakes That Lead to Magic

Here’s the other thing:
Some of my biggest mistakes?
They’ve led me to some of the most beautiful parts of my life.

If I hadn’t taken the wrong turn, I wouldn’t have found the right path.
If I hadn’t said yes when I probably should have said no, I wouldn’t have learned what a real yes feels like.

We don’t always know in the moment, but sometimes what we call a mistake is actually just a redirection.
A plot twist with a purpose.

The Only Real Mistake?

The only mistake you can make is not taking action because you’re afraid of failing.
Playing it safe. Holding back. Staying small. That’s where real regret grows.

Life isn’t about getting it right all the time.
It’s about trying.
Learning.
Adjusting.
And trying again.

Mistakes are just part of the road.
They’re not roadblocks. They’re guides.

And they are never who you are.

SLAY Reflection: What Are You Learning?

  1. Do you tend to beat yourself up when you make a mistake?
    What does your inner voice sound like in those moments?
  2. Have any of your past mistakes led to something unexpectedly positive?
    What did you learn?
  3. What can you do to be more forgiving of yourself when you mess up?
    What would you say to a friend in your position?
  4. Are you holding back from taking action out of fear of making a mistake?
    What might shift if you gave yourself permission to just try?
  5. How can you begin turning your mistakes into tools for learning instead of weapons for self-punishment?
    What would change if you saw them as stepping stones instead of stop signs?

Call to Action: Join the Conversation

I’d love to hear from you.
What’s one mistake you’ve learned from—and how did it help you grow?
Share your story in the comments. Let’s cheer each other on.

And if you know someone who’s being too hard on themselves, send this to them.
Sometimes, all we need is a nudge.

The Oops Factor

Growing up, I never left any room for mistakes. I expected myself to do everything perfectly—and when I didn’t, I beat myself up. I carried these unrealistic expectations with me through childhood, my teenage years, and well into adulthood, never giving myself permission to simply be human. The result? A constant negative narrative playing on loop in my head, convincing me I wasn’t good enough. Every mistake felt like proof of failure, which I used as an excuse to abandon self-care, spiral into self-doubt, and reinforce the lie that I could never get better.

I see now that none of that thinking was true. I made it feel true by keeping my struggles to myself and believing the cruelest voices in my mind. I nearly rode that train all the way into the station—but thankfully, I got off before the final stop.

The truth is: our mistakes are where we learn the most. They shape our character. They build the resilience we need to accomplish the things that really matter. No one is meant to get it right every time. The growth is in the slip-ups. That’s why we need to embrace what I call the “Oops Factor.”

What Perfectionism Really Cost Me

Expecting myself to be perfect—even when I knew better—set me up to fail. I’d aim impossibly high and, when I missed the mark (which was inevitable), I’d use that as ammunition to tear myself down. Even when I succeeded, I picked apart the outcome. I never gave myself permission to feel proud. That made relationships harder too. I lived in fear that people would see me for the fraud I thought I was.

Eventually, I reached a breaking point and asked for help. In that process, I learned something life-changing: mistakes are a sign that I’m trying. They mean I’m pushing myself. And even when things don’t work out the way I hoped, there’s always a lesson or a growth opportunity—often the real reason I was on that path in the first place.

Over time, I’ve learned to trust that I’m exactly where I need to be. My job is to take the next right step. I can’t control the outcome—just the intention behind the action. And when I show up with that mindset? It’s always a win. Trying is the victory. There’s always something to gain.

Make Room for the Oops

We’re all allowed to make mistakes. In fact, we should be making them. That’s how we grow.

Start leaving space for the Oops Factor in your life. When something doesn’t go as planned, look for the lesson—or simply laugh it off. Don’t let the fear of messing up keep you from taking risks or being yourself. Let go of the pressure to be perfect and redefine what success looks like. Maybe, just maybe, being exactly who you are today is enough.

Mistakes don’t define you. But how you respond to them just might.

SLAY on!

SLAY OF THE DAY: Reflect & Rise

  • Do you expect yourself to be perfect?
  • How do you usually react when you make a mistake?
  • Does that response help you—or harm you?
  • What’s one belief about mistakes that you’re ready to let go of?
  • What’s one thing you’ve learned from a recent oops moment that helped you grow?

Give yourself permission to stumble. Learn, laugh, and get back up stronger.

Call to Action: Join the Conversation
I’d love to hear from you.
What’s one way you can show yourself more grace when you make a mistake?
Share your story in the comments. Let’s cheer each other on.

And if you know someone who’s been stuck in a shame spiral, send this to them.
Sometimes, all we need is a little reminder that it’s okay to mess up.

Words Can Hurt And Words Can Heal

Words can build bridges.
Words can burn them down.

They can make someone feel seen, valued, loved—or they can tear open wounds that never fully heal. The truth is, words are some of the most powerful tools we have. And yet, many of us throw them around carelessly, forgetting that once spoken, they can’t be taken back.

We’re living in a world that feels more divided and reactive than ever. Which is why this matters so much: the way we speak—to others and to ourselves—matters. It always has. And it always will.

The Language of My Past

Before I began walking this path, I used words as weapons.
I used them to hurt, to manipulate, to control the narrative.

Even more painfully, I used them on myself. Quietly. Cruelly. I would tell myself I wasn’t good enough, that I didn’t deserve love, that I was destined to fail. And those words? They stuck. They festered. They kept me small.

I remember being told early in my recovery that I had a barbed tongue. At the time, I almost wore it like a badge of honor—proof I could defend myself in any verbal battle. But really, I was just scared. I was always in fear. And fear made me lash out. It made me forget that love—real love—starts with what we say when no one else is listening.

The Way You Speak to Yourself Shapes Everything

If you wouldn’t say it to someone you love, why say it to yourself?

That was the question that changed everything for me. Because the truth is, we’re always listening to our own inner dialogue. And when we speak harshly to ourselves, our body, heart, and mind all take that in.

So I started small.
I started with one kind sentence a day.
Sometimes I didn’t believe it. Sometimes it felt fake.
But I kept going.

And eventually, those gentle words turned into something bigger: compassion. Forgiveness. Even love.

Speak Like It Matters—Because It Does

When I shifted the way I spoke to myself, something else changed: the way I spoke to others. And sometimes that was easier—giving kind words to others, even when I couldn’t give them to myself. But what I found is that the more kindness I gave away, the more I saw myself as someone capable of kindness. The cycle slowly started to shift.

Today, I try to ask myself before I speak:
Will these words hurt or heal?

That one question has the power to change a conversation. A relationship. A life. Let your words be the ones that bring light—not pain.

SLAY on.

SLAY OF THE DAY: Reflect & Rise

  • Do you pause before you speak, or do your words just pour out?

  • Have your words ever hurt someone you love? What happened?

  • How do you speak to yourself—especially when you’re struggling?

  • Can you remember a time when your words helped someone heal?

  • What would change if you made kindness your default language?

Call to Action: Join the Conversation
I’d love to hear from you.
What’s one small way you can use your words today to heal instead of hurt—either for yourself or someone else?
Share your story in the comments. Let’s cheer each other on.

And if you know someone who’s been hard on themselves lately, send this to them.
Sometimes, the right words come at the right time—and change everything.

We Accept The Love We Think We Deserve

For most of my life, I believed I was unlovable.

Not just hard to love—unworthy of it.

I didn’t like myself, let alone love myself, so when someone claimed to love me, I didn’t trust it. If someone’s love felt genuine, it made me uncomfortable. I feared they’d eventually discover the “ugly truth,” so I kept one foot out the door—just in case. Even after I began to learn how to love myself, I still accepted love that was far below what I knew I deserved.

Because deep down, I didn’t believe I could ever have the kind of love I truly wanted.

That belief kept me stuck in relationships that weren’t healthy. They weren’t safe. And they weren’t loving. But it was only through experiencing pure love—one grounded in mutual respect, connection, and emotional honesty—that I finally learned what I truly deserved.

And more importantly, I believed I could have it.

Love Begins Within

It’s hard to receive real love when you don’t feel it for yourself.

Sure, there are times we begin to heal through the way someone else sees us. But more often than not, if we don’t believe we’re worthy, we’ll sabotage anything good that comes our way.

To let love in, love has to live inside us first.

If fear, shame, or self-hatred are taking up residence, there’s no room for love to grow. Love doesn’t thrive where it’s unwelcome. But when we begin to care for ourselves, nurture our hearts, and see our worth, love becomes a natural extension of that inner work.

It becomes the lens we filter everything through.

If what we say, do, or allow in our lives doesn’t align with love—it has to go.

What We Accept Reflects What We Believe

When we truly love ourselves, we become more compassionate toward others. Our energy shifts from scarcity to abundance. From needing love to sharing it.

And the more love we put out, the more love finds us.

That kind of love? It’s not desperate or dependent. It’s full. It’s expansive. It shows up with open hands, not clenched fists. And when it arrives, we can receive it—not because we’re perfect, but because we’ve finally stopped questioning whether we deserve it.

You do.

You Are Love

There are many paths to love.

Sometimes we have to hit rock bottom to find our way back to it. Other times, we’re inspired by love we witness in others. But the more we cultivate and share love, the more it grows—and the more it sustains us when life gets hard.

Because love is more powerful than fear, shame, or anything trying to hold us back.

You are love at your core. That has always been true—even if you forgot for a while.

Feed that love. Honor it. Share it with someone who needs it today.

SLAY on.

SLAY OF THE DAY: Reflect & Rise

  • Do you love yourself? Why or why not?

  • If you do, what do you love most about yourself?

  • If not, what beliefs stand in your way?

  • What’s one small, loving thing you can do for yourself today?

  • What kind of love are you accepting right now—and is it aligned with what you deserve?

Start by naming one reason you’re lovable. Hold it in your heart. Add to it every day until you believe it.

Call to Action: Join the Conversation
I’d love to hear from you.
What helped you finally believe you were worthy of real love?
Share your story in the comments. Let’s cheer each other on.

And if you know someone who’s settling for less than they deserve, send this to them.
Sometimes, all we need is a reminder of who we truly are.

It’s OK To Feel Out Loud

I used to believe that showing my feelings meant weakness.
For most of my adult life, I stuffed down every emotion I thought was “bad,” “embarrassing,” or would put a negative light on me.

When those feelings bubbled up, I’d shame myself. I told myself I was stronger for not showing them. And I looked down on others who wore their emotions on their sleeves.

I thought I was in control.
But the truth was, I was being controlled—by fear, by self-judgment, by the belief that emotions were dangerous.

And it worked… until it didn’t.

The Truth About Suppressed Emotions

Eventually, I couldn’t hold it all in anymore.
Those feelings I refused to acknowledge started eating me up inside. They fueled the negative self-talk that looped in my mind, telling me I was “less than,” “unworthy,” and “weak.”

I had to learn—slowly, painfully—that feeling my feelings wasn’t dangerous.
Trying to keep them hidden was.

When I finally reached out for help, I stripped away the distractions and coping mechanisms that kept me from facing how I truly felt.

It was terrifying. I felt exposed, raw, and fragile.
At first, I thought I couldn’t handle it. The emotions overwhelmed me, and my anxiety spiked. But I was encouraged to breathe through them, to sit with them, and to talk with others who understood.

Even then, I tried to keep up appearances.
I remember sitting in a support group, listening to another woman share her truth, and recognizing my own story in hers. My eyes filled with tears, but I fought to keep them hidden.

A friend noticed. She placed a gentle hand on my knee and said, “It’s OK to be sad.”
It was the first time anyone had given me permission to just… feel.

So I let go. And I cried.

The Power of Feeling Out Loud

That moment changed me.
I realized that suppressing my feelings wasn’t strength—it was isolation.

Over time, I learned that sharing my feelings—when safe and appropriate—allowed me to connect with others. It helped me release the weight I carried alone.

I gave others permission to feel their feelings, too.
I discovered that when we let ourselves feel out loud, we remind others that they’re not alone.

Your Feelings Deserve Space

There’s nothing wrong with having feelings—sadness, fear, anger, joy, love.
But there’s something deeply harmful in denying them.

When we stuff them down, they don’t disappear.
They fester, attaching themselves to other experiences, or exploding when we least expect it.

Letting your feelings out is not a sign of weakness—it’s a sign of honesty. It’s a way of staying connected to your truth.

Feel your feelings. Feel them out loud. Let them move through you, and then let them go.

SLAY on.

SLAY OF THE DAY: Reflect & Rise

  • Do you share your feelings, or do you keep them bottled up?

  • If you don’t, what holds you back?

  • If you do, how does it feel afterward?

  • Have you always been open with your feelings, or was there a time you hid them?

  • What changed?

  • What feelings do you still struggle to show?

  • What might happen if you let them out today?

Find the courage to feel, SLAYER.
Let your feelings out. Let them go.
Free yourself from the weight you’ve been carrying.

Call to Action: Join the Conversation
I’d love to hear from you.
What feelings do you find hardest to express, and what’s one small step you can take today to give those feelings space?
Share your story in the comments. Let’s support each other in honoring our emotions.

And if you know someone who might need a reminder that it’s OK to feel out loud, send this to them.
Sometimes, a gentle nudge is all we need to step into our truth.

I Will Not Kick Myself When I’m Down

There was a time when I didn’t just fall down—I helped push myself further. The moment I was down, I would pile on the blame, the guilt, the shame. I thought that was what I deserved. That somehow the worse I felt, the more I could atone for my failures. But the truth is: kicking ourselves when we’re down doesn’t build us back up. It keeps us buried.

The Trap of Unrealistic Expectations

I held impossible expectations for myself. If I didn’t meet them perfectly (and let’s be honest, they were designed to be unmeetable), I used that as proof that I was a failure. That cycle of aiming too high, falling short, and self-destructing was its own form of punishment. And it kept me stuck in the belief that I wasn’t good enough.

Even when good things did happen, I didn’t trust them. I feared they’d be taken away. I feared I would mess them up. I feared someone would find out I didn’t deserve them. That mindset didn’t protect me—it prevented me from ever feeling joy, ease, or peace.

Ground Zero and the Climb Back Up

When I found recovery, I was at rock bottom. Spiritually bankrupt. Emotionally drained. I couldn’t get any lower. And still, the instinct to blame and shame myself was there. But slowly, step by step, I started doing something different. Instead of kicking myself, I started caring for myself.

I had to rewire my brain to stop looking at every misstep as proof of failure. I had to learn that failure is part of learning. And more importantly, I had to love myself through it. I started asking: What can this moment teach me? That changed everything.

Reframing Failure as Growth

Because failure isn’t failure if it teaches you something.

That shift in perspective allowed me to see mistakes not as dead ends, but as detours with lessons. Sometimes they pointed me toward a better path. Sometimes they showed me where I still had growing to do. And sometimes they helped me realize I was never really off-track—I was just learning in real time.

Yes, there were disappointments. Yes, I still felt frustration. But instead of spiraling into shame, I started practicing self-reflection with compassion. That’s how we grow. That’s how we keep going.

A Better Way Forward

So if you’re in a tough season, be honest with yourself: Are you making it harder by turning on yourself?

You may have goals and dreams that didn’t unfold how you imagined. That doesn’t mean you’ve failed. It means you’re human. It means you’re on the journey. And maybe—just maybe—that so-called failure is actually pointing you toward what you were meant to do all along.

Let go of the punishment. Pick up the lesson. Love yourself when it’s hardest to do so. That’s where the real power lives.

SLAY Reflection

  1. Do you tend to beat yourself up when things don’t go your way?
  2. What expectations are you holding yourself to that may be unrealistic?
  3. Can you think of a recent mistake that actually taught you something important?
  4. How does self-compassion feel different from self-criticism?
  5. What’s one way you can support yourself today, even if it feels uncomfortable?

S-L-A-Y:

  • Show yourself grace when you fall
  • Learn from the lesson
  • Acknowledge your humanity
  • You get to choose how you respond

Call to Action: Join the Conversation
I’d love to hear from you.
What helps you break the cycle of beating yourself up? How do you practice self-love on your hardest days?
Share your story in the comments. Let’s cheer each other on.

And if you know someone who’s stuck in the shame spiral, send this to them.
Sometimes, all we need is a nudge.