You Were Never Meant to Abandon Yourself to Belong

Somewhere along the way, gorgeous one, you stopped choosing you.

Not on purpose. Not overnight. But slowly, quietly, subtly…

You got caught up in the noise.

The expectations.

The endless pressure to be everything for everyone else.

You started dimming your light so no one would feel blinded.

Shrinking your magic to fit into boxes you were never built for.

Bending. Twisting. Moulding yourself into more “acceptable” versions.

Versions that felt safer. Versions that were easier to digest.

Versions that kept everyone else comfortable…

except you.

But let me say this as loud as I bloody can:

You were never meant to abandon yourself to belong.

You weren’t born to be some beige, watered-down version of your truth.

You weren’t sent here to live a life based on other people’s comfort levels.

You were born to be whole.

Wild.

Lit the F up by your own joy, your own desires, your own sacred, untameable truth.

So let’s get brutally honest for a sec, yeah?

If they call you too much…

Too loud, too sensitive, too ambitious, too whatever-the-hell?

NOPE.

That’s not a you problem.

That’s a them problem.

Because darling…

You’ve always been a f**king original.

And originals?

They don’t need alterations.

They need to be honoured. Celebrated. Unleashed.

And if you’ve been editing yourself to fit in,

to avoid rejection,

to keep the peace,

here’s your permission slip to stop.

No more bending backwards.

No more twisting into shapes that aren’t yours.

No more settling for crumbs when you were born to feast at the damn banquet of your own becoming.

It’s time to remember who the F you are.

The you before the world told you to tone it down.

The you who danced like a maniac, dreamed in technicolour, and believed in magic.

She’s still in there.

She’s waiting for you to choose her again.

So go on.

Be bold. Be loud. Be soft. Be wild. Be whatever the hell you are.

But above all—

Be you.

Unapologetically. Unfiltered. Unfuckwithable.

Because choosing yourself isn’t selfish.

It’s sacred.

And it’s the first damn step back to your power.

You. Are. Not. Too Much.

You are just finally being all of you.

And that, darling? That is everything.

Need help remembering your magic?

Come hang out with us at The Intention House – we’ve got tools, courses, and cheeky little reminders to bring you back to yourself. Because your joy, your voice, your truth? They matter. And we’re here for every wildly magnificent second of it.

Yeehaw, baby. You’re home. 💥

xo Sarah