How Do You Know When You’re Ready to Start Again?

Let me be honest - I don’t know if I’m ready. But I think I want to be. And maybe… that’s enough to begin.

It’s been months - ten to be exact - since I sat down and wrote something for myself. No deadlines, no client goals. Just… me and my thoughts. I used to love this space - my blog, my tiny corner of the internet where I’d pour my feelings, questions, dramas.

But somewhere along the way, I paused. Or maybe life paused me.

What Happened While I Was Away

Well, life didn’t exactly slow down.

I gained weight. Not just on the outside - but emotionally too. Heavy with things I didn’t say, hobbies I didn’t touch, dreams I kept putting off.

I kept working - little job, grateful pay - but it pays my bills. And that felt like survival.

I stopped dancing - which once made me feel alive. I stopped blogging - which once made me feel heard. I stopped calling friends - who once made me feel seen.

And I started wondering… how many other people are doing the same? Not because they don’t care. But because they’re tired. Or lost. Or stuck. Or just… trying to get through the day.

So, How Do You Know When You’re Ready to Start Again?

Maybe you don’t “know.” Maybe you just feel a tiny tug inside you.

Something whispering,“ Hey… remember me? The old you? The lighter you? The dreamer?”

Maybe you start scrolling through your old photos or journals. Or maybe - like me - you open your blog dashboard after months and just… sit there, staring. Wanting to write. Afraid it won’t be good enough. But more afraid of staying silent.

And maybe, just maybe, you realise - readiness isn't a feeling. It's a decision. A choice to try. A soft one. A gentle one. No pressure.

What If You're Not Ready?

Then don’t rush. But don’t numb it either.

Let yourself feel the ache of not doing what you love. Let yourself miss dancing, or painting, or walking without headphones, or laughing with friends.

Sometimes the missing becomes the motivation.

This Is My Start. Again.

I don't have a glow-up story to share (yet).No “I quit my job and now I’m thriving” moment. I haven’t lost the weight, or found the perfect balance, or “manifested” my dream life.

But I showed up today. Wrote a post. Shared a truth. And that’s enough to begin again.

To You, If You’re Reading This...

If you’ve been feeling tired, lost, or out of touch with yourself - I just want to say:

You’re not broken. You’re just becoming. The world won’t fall apart if you pause. But it will be more beautiful if you return.

Return to what makes you feel alive. Return to the part of you that still believes in joy. Return - even if you don’t feel ready.