05/13/2026
Long post but worth the read if you’re going through it.
It’s been about a month since I closed my store front and gave up my entire livelihood. To the outside world and social media, I kept showing up. I appeared okay and, at times, I felt okay.
But behind the scenes was a broken heart. Someone who didn’t know what they were going to do next. And that feeling of helplessness was debilitating.
I had 2 choices- figure it out or let the anxiety win and send me into a depression.
So lately, I’ve been spending a lot more time talking to God.
Not just quick prayers here and there but real conversations.
The kind where you sit in silence after and hope your heart hears what your mind can’t figure out yet.
I’ve been praying for clarity in so many areas of my life.
-For wisdom in the decisions I need to make.
-For peace over the things I can’t control.
-For direction when I feel pulled in different ways.
-And honestly, for the strength to trust God even when I don’t fully understand what He’s doing.
Sometimes I think we expect clarity to show up all at once, like a giant sign pointing us exactly where to go.
But lately I’m realizing that clarity often comes in smaller ways- through slowing down, through surrender, through closed doors, through unexpected peace and through learning to listen instead of constantly trying to force answers.
There have been moments where I’ve questioned myself, overthought everything, and felt stuck between what’s comfortable and what could possibly be meant for me next. But every time I pray about it, I keep feeling reminded that confusion and fear are LOUD but His direction usually comes with peace.
So right now, I’m choosing to keep trusting instead of rushing.
Keep believing that what’s meant for me won’t require me to betray myself, force things or live in constant anxiety.
This season isn’t about having every answer right away.
It’s about growing through the waiting. ⭐️