Saying Yes to Myself, Trusting My Truth & Learning to Face Fear

For a long time, saying yes to myself felt almost impossible. I was so used to sacrificing for others, so used to making everyone else happy, that I would give away my energy without a second thought. Saying yes to others was easy—automatic even—but saying yes to myself felt like swallowing a mountain.

It’s been a journey, but now I find myself in a place where saying yes to myself has become natural. Every day, all day, I choose myself. And it has been such a beautiful transformation. I’ve learned that when we constantly say yes to others while abandoning ourselves, resentment builds quietly within. It’s our soul’s way of reminding us that we’ve betrayed our own truth.

Part of this path has also been about speaking my truth. I was put in situations—whether with friends, colleagues, managers, or directors—where I had to choose between silence or honesty. And time after time, I chose truth, even when it cost me. I’ve been scrutinized, punished, and misunderstood, but I knew deep inside that spirit had called me to stand in truth. No amount of external doubt could replace the knowing within me.

This hasn’t been easy. It takes practice, constant awareness of patterns, and the courage to notice where I was not trusting myself. I had to ask: Where did I give my power away? Where did I silence myself? Where am I confusing my mind instead of following my soul?

Then there were the relational lessons—times when regret and guilt tried to hold me hostage. Times when I didn’t pursue someone because of external structures, only to carry the weight of “what if.” Letting go of that was difficult, but necessary. I realized those people simply mirrored parts of me that needed healing. They were part of my growth, not my destination

As a woman with a massive capacity for growth, I cannot be held down by those unwilling to grow with me. Their judgments are theirs to carry, not mine. That’s been a painful but liberating realization.

And with every cycle of truth, every layer of fear, came something deeper: the body’s response.

Each time sadness came, each time a fear rose, my body went into survival. It felt as if the world was ending, as if I might die right there in that moment. But the truth is, it wasn’t the end. It was simply my body unable to comprehend the expansion of my soul.

The mind only knows how to predict from the past; it doesn’t know how to interpret growth. And so, the nervous system panics, pulling you into fight, flight, or freeze.

This is where awareness and tools become essential. I had to learn my body so well that I could recognize what it needed—sometimes yoga, sometimes a walk in the park, sometimes a cold plunge, or simply a good conversation. I’ve built a toolbox of practices to regulate my nervous system when fear strikes.

The greatest gift in this journey has been learning how to handle my nervous system—to stay present within myself when my body is spiraling, to know that I will not die, that I will be okay. To become an expert in calming my body and raising my vibration while choosing trust, surrender, and faith in Spirit, in God, in life itself.

It isn’t easy. But when you master it—even for one second longer today than you did yesterday—life begins to feel lighter. Yes, there will be emotionally charged times, but your spirit will always give you breaks to breathe before guiding you into the next cycle of growth.

This is the rhythm of life on Earth. We come here to grow, to expand, to evolve. And the sooner we remember and accept this, the easier it becomes to live with joy, courage, and peace.