Sincerely Me, Letters From the In-Between

There are parts of my life that don’t match each other right now, and for a long time, that made me uncomfortable.

I’m in a job I love.
Some days, I hate.
I’m surrounded by people who are becoming, people who are striving to be who they want to be, even in the quiet moments. Even in the silence they don’t rush to fill.

And maybe that’s what’s changing me.

What’s strange is learning how to sit with myself when nothing is happening.

The pauses between conversations.
The silence after the noise fades.
The moments where I’m no longer distracted and I have to choose how I show up.

I’m learning not to react.

Not perfectly.
Not all the time.
But intentionally.

I’m learning that every sound doesn’t require a response. Every emotion doesn’t need to be acted on. Every uncomfortable moment isn’t an emergency. Some things pass if you let them.

I used to believe silence was awkward ,something to escape. Now I see it as space. Space to think. Space to feel. Space to notice what actually matters.

I’m still finding my way.

Some days I sit in that silence confidently. Other days, I want to respond to the thunder to the noise, the tension, the urge to defend or explain. But this season keeps reminding me that peace doesn’t come from reacting. It comes from choosing what deserves my energy.

Being “stuck” doesn’t always mean being lost. Sometimes it means being placed somewhere long enough to learn restraint, discernment, and self-trust. To understand what drains you and what grounds you. To realize that growth can be quiet.

This job may not be forever.
This season may not be easy.
But it’s teaching me how to pause before I speak, breathe before I respond, and trust myself even when I don’t have all the answers.

I’d rather sit in silence than react to thunder.
I’d rather be present than perform.
I’d rather be becoming than pretending I’ve arrived.

I’m not finished.
I’m still finding my way.
And that, for now, is enough.

Sincerely, Me.

Cheers to 2026🍾