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I didn’t realize this was running my whole life
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Yesterday, I told you the truth I wish someone had told me years ago: You’re not stuck because you’re broken. You’re stuck because your identity is still wired for survival. And today… that truth hits even deeper. Because today is my wife’s and my third wedding anniversary. And honestly? It still blows my mind that this is my life. Five years ago, I never believed I would have a relationship like the one I have now. Back then, my survival identity ran everything: It told me I wasn’t worthy of good love. It told me I was “too much.” Or “not enough.” It told me I would always pick people who hurt me. It told me that healthy love wasn’t for women like me. It told me I had to settle. That I had to be grateful for scraps. That being unseen was “normal.” That being chosen wasn’t in the cards for me. I didn’t realize it then, but the identity I built from pain and survival was choosing my relationships for me. And the scariest part? I thought that was just who I was. So the fact that I get to wake up next to a woman who truly sees me, loves me, supports me, and chooses me... Not because I magically became someone different. Not because I “fixed” myself. Not because I suddenly became more worthy. But because I finally stopped living from the version of me who believed she didn’t deserve good things. Once that identity loosened… Once I stopped defining myself by the girl who had only known survival… My entire world changed. Love found me in a way I never thought possible. And I want to share this with you today because the identities we carry are shaping EVERYTHING:
We don’t just live from our identity. We love from it. We settle from it. We dream from it. We choose from it. And once you see that… Once you truly understand that identity is at the root… Everything begins to make sense. So if any part of this landed in your chest… If something in you whispered, “That’s me…” If you’ve ever felt like you’ve been living as a version of yourself that doesn’t fit anymore… Tell me. Just reply SHIFT and share what part of this email was yours. No pressure. No expectations. Just a place to talk about the identities you’re tired of dragging into your future. PROUD OF YOU 💙 Walking with you, Leasha P.S. You’re not stuck because you’re not trying. You’re stuck because you’ve outgrown the identities you’ve been living from. If you’re ready to step into the version of you that aligns with the life you WANT... reply SHIFT. |
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