As this year winds down, I’ve noticed something in myself.

I definitely don’t feel brand new (or need to feel that way).

I don’t feel broken either. I feel… changed.

There are parts of me that feel strong and steady, and parts that feel a little tender.

Parts that feel energized, and parts that feel slower than they used to.

And instead of fighting that, and trying to overhaul myself in January, I’ve decided on something different.

I’m letting go of the idea of resetting.

And doing something stronger... I’m reclaiming.

Reclaiming my strength, even where it looks different than it once did.

Reclaiming my relationship with my body, without "fixing" or changing it.

Reclaiming confidence that doesn’t come from fixing or shrinking or improving myself into worthiness.

That’s what this we ...