I’m writing this to the woman who’s already tired… and it’s still only January.

The woman who feels that familiar pressure creeping in… that quiet expectation that this year she needs to do better, be better, finally get it right.

I want to pause you for a moment... before the goals, the resolutions, the subtle self-criticism disguised as motivation.

Let me say this clearly, gently, and without conditions:

You are not behind. You are not broken. And you do not need fixing to be worthy of a fresh start.

If 2025 asked everything of you - your resilience, your patience, your capacity to hold it all together - then of course you feel tender standing at the edge of a new year.

That doesn’t mean you failed. It means you survived something that required strength you don’t often give yourself credit for.

And I don’t want you to carry that survival energy into 2026 like some kind of armour.

You Don’t Need Another Year of Trying Harder

Most women don’t struggle because they lack discipline.

They struggle because they’ve been living in a constant state of self-monitoring - overthinking every move, questioning every instinct, bracing for the moment they’ll fall behind again.

If that resonates, please hear this:

What you’re feeling isn’t “wrongness”.

It’s weariness from being at war with yourself.

You’ve been asking, “What’s wrong with me?” When the real question is, “What has this version of me been carrying?”

And the answer is… a lot. Like, a lot, a lot.

So if there’s one permission I want to give you as this year begins, it’s this:

You don’t have to become better by being harder on yourself. You get to Become by being more honest.

The Discomfort You Feel Isn’t a Sign to Stop — It’s a Sign You’re Ready

There’s a moment in growth that almost no one talks about.

It’s the space where your old life feels too small… but your next life hasn’t fully formed yet. You no longer fit where you’ve been, but stepping forward feels terrifying.

That liminal space? That in-between?

That’s becoming.

And becoming is rarely loud or confident at first. Heck, it often feels like grief for who you used to be, mixed with a hope you don’t yet trust.

If you’ve felt unsettled, restless, or quietly dissatisfied - not because your life is “bad,” but because it no longer fits - that’s not a lack of gratitude.

That’s growth knocking.

You Are Allowed to Be Someone New This Year

Not overnight. Not perfectly. Not without fear.

But slowly. Intentionally. Honestly.

You are allowed to loosen your grip on the version of you who survived by overfunctioning, people-pleasing, or staying small enough to feel safe.

You are allowed to practice being the woman who:

• trusts herself a little more than last year
• doesn’t need permission to take up space
• listens inward before she looks outward

Becoming her won’t require you to abandon who you’ve been… she exists because of who you’ve been.

And that matters.

You Don’t Have to Walk This Year Alone

I want you to know something important.

I’m not here to shout instructions from a mountaintop. And I’m not interested in pushing you harder or demanding more.

I’m here to walk beside you - in the nuance, the mess, the moments where growth doesn’t look like progress at all.

This space we’re creating together? It’s for the woman who refuses to quit on herself, even when the path feels unclear. Especially then.

You don’t need to know how this year unfolds.

You only need to decide that you won’t abandon yourself along the way.

A Blessing for 2026

May this be the year you stop treating yourself like a problem to be solved.

May you move forward with curiosity instead of judgment.

With self-trust instead of self-pressure.

With compassion that doesn’t dilute your ambition, but fURL’s it.

And when you forget - because you will - may you remember there’s a place you can return to, where becoming is honoured and nothing about you needs to be proven.

Each month this year, I’ll be writing to the part of you that knows there’s more - not to rush you, but to remind you.

This space is for becoming. And I’m so glad you’re here.

Love you. Mean it. 💋

Sabrina