So I sat down with the universe—real calm, real centered—and said, “Hey… I think I’m ready to grow.”
And the universe said, “Oh, say less.”
…then immediately flipped the table.
Next thing I know, she’s got me in emotional boot camp. No warning. No syllabus. Just vibes and character development.
She stripped me of everything familiar like, “You don’t need that.”
Took my comfort zone and set it on fire like it owed her money.
Had me out here learning lessons I did NOT sign up for in the fine print.
“Oh, you want growth?” she said.
“Cool. Let’s make you uncomfortable enough to evolve.”
Now I know how to:
- Be silent… not because I have nothing to say, but because not everything deserves a response.
- Let go… even when my petty side wanted to hold on and audit receipts.
- Move on… without needing closure, because sometimes closure is just choosing yourself.
- Stand my ground… even when my voice shakes a little (or a lot).
- Be understanding… without being a doormat.
- Fight… but strategically, not emotionally swinging at everything that breathes wrong.
- Survive… things I once thought would break me.
- Be assertive… without apologizing for existing.
- Love deeper… but smarter.
- And most importantly? Be less naïve… because whew, some of y’all really out here auditioning for “Villain of the Year.”
And just when I thought I could clock out, the universe said,
“Now take everything you learned… and share it.”
Ma’am. Respectfully.
I am still processing the syllabus.
But fine. Here it is:
Growth isn’t cute. It’s not aesthetic. It’s not a soft girl era with matching sets and herbal tea (although shoutout to both). It’s messy. It’s humbling. It’s getting your ego checked and your heart stretched at the same time.
It’s realizing you didn’t lose anything—you were just relieved of what couldn’t come with you.
So if life’s been feeling a little… aggressive lately?
Congratulations. You’re growing.
And if you also feel like you asked for peace and got a personality reconstruction instead?
Same. 😌
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