I want to tell you something very real about my life.

Friday nights and some Saturday evenings, I like watching WWE.

I have a couple of friends who love it too, so we’ll get together, hang out, watch it, just be normal humans enjoying something fun.

That doesn’t sound like a big deal.

But a year ago?

That exact situation would have stopped me cold.

Here’s what would happen and I want you to really see this.

I’d know the plans were coming.

Days before.

And instead of feeling excited, my body would start tightening.

My mind would start running:

• “What if I ruin the vibe?”
• “What if it’s awkward?”
• “What if I don’t know what to say?”
• “What if I feel weird and can’t leave?”

I’d start making assumptions about how it would go before I even left my house.

By the time it was actually time to go, I’d be frozen.

Standing by the door.

Keys in my hand.

Heart racing.

And then I’d do the thing I’d done so many times before.

I’d text:

And I wouldn’t go.

In the moment, it felt like relief.

But later?

Later was brutal.

Because later came the shame.

The guilt.

The anger at myself.

I missed something I actually wanted to do. Again.

And I’d lay there thinking:

And then I’d promise myself:

But the next time came… and the same thing happened.

That loop ran my life for years.

Not because I didn’t want connection.

Not because I didn’t want joy.

But because that voice... the assumptions, the fear, the tension... made the decision for me before I ever got a chance to choose.

Here’s what’s different now:

That voice still exists.

The thoughts still show up.

But they don’t paralyze me anymore.

They don’t get the final say.

I still feel nervous sometimes.

I still notice the stories.

But I can move with them instead of being stopped by them.

And that didn’t happen because I “pushed through.”

It didn’t happen because I waited for confidence.

It happened because I spent time, real time, learning how to interrupt those moments before they hijacked my choices.

So here’s why I’m telling you this:

If you’ve ever:

• made assumptions that kept you frozen
• stayed home and then hated yourself for it
• told yourself “next time” and watched it repeat
• talked yourself out of plans you wanted to go to

Then you already understand the cost.

Not just missing events.

But missing your life.

Now let me ask you something honestly:

What’s the thing you keep missing out on… not because you don’t want it, but because that voice keeps stopping you?

If you’re willing, reply and tell me what it is.

Just the one thing.

Because once you can see the moment clearly, You can finally change it.

PROUD OF YOU 💙

Walking with you,

Leasha

P.S. You don’t need to become fearless to live your life. You just need support long enough to stop letting fear decide for you.