The Greatness Within You

Ok, all you lovely people out there. Let’s talk about something real—the greatness within you.
Yeah, you.

We hear it all the time: comparison is the thief of joy. And I believe that 100%. Yet we still do it. Constantly.
We scroll, we watch, we measure ourselves against strangers, influencers, billionaires—people we’ve never even met. People we’ve decided are “goals.”
But have you ever actually stopped to ask yourself if that life is even what you truly want?

Do you really want to be a billionaire? Or do you just want to feel like you’re finally enough? Like you’ve arrived.
What’s the real why behind the things you’re chasing?

For most of my life—and honestly, as recently as less than two years ago—I was desperate for approval.
I said all the right things. Told people I was “whole” and “complete.”
But if I’m being totally honest… that was bullshit.

I was starving for love.
I ate up every breadcrumb I was given, just to feel seen.
I wanted to be loved the way I always dreamed of being loved.
And because I had (and still have) so much love to give, I just kept hoping someone would finally recognize that.
That kind of openness, when not paired with boundaries, makes you easy prey for manipulators. And I was. I got burned.

I thought I knew what self-love meant.
I didn’t.

Today, in therapy, I told my therapist something that felt like a real breakthrough.
I said, “I finally understand what it means to love myself. To not need anyone.”
Not in a guarded, closed-off kind of way—but in the most freeing, grounded way.

I no longer need anyone to feel whole.
Sure, I want connection. I want love. But I don’t need it to feel complete.
That distinction? It’s everything.

And here’s the wild part: I think I’ve actually moved beyond just loving myself.
I adore myself.
Like, truly, deeply, unapologetically.
If there’s a level beyond self-love, I think I’m there. And it feels... incredible.

It’s not ego. It’s not delusion. It’s the peace that comes from knowing who you are, accepting everything you’ve been through, and loving yourself not in spite of it, but because of it.

And I got to that place because of my scars.
They broke me. They humbled me. And then—they rebuilt me.
Wiser. Softer. Stronger.

We spend so much time trying to mimic someone else's version of success that we forget our own greatness is buried under the weight of judgment, shame, comparison, limiting beliefs, and stories that were never even ours to begin with.

We think our mistakes make us inadequate. But what if they actually make us magnificent?

Without failure, we don’t learn humility.
Without loss, we don’t learn gratitude.
Without betrayal, we don’t learn discernment.

Your scars are not liabilities.
They are your greatest assets.
So go into the trenches. Let them tear you open. Let them show you who you really are. And then let them transform you into someone you never thought you could become.

You can’t go back and save your past self. But you can help someone else right now—
Not by pretending to have it all figured out, but by sharing what you’ve learned in the moments when you didn’t know what the hell to do.

And if you’re reading this and any part of it resonates—reach out.
I’m here. Truly.
I’d love to support you on your journey.

Because there is so much greatness within you. And it’s time you remembered that.