Hammock Time: Home Looks Good on You

Healing isn’t always about reinventing yourself. Sometimes it’s just dusting off the parts of you that you forgot you already had.

You know, before life knocked the sparkle out of your eye and replaced it with grocery lists, overdue texts, and the exhausting hobby of trying to love people who don’t even know how to hold their own hearts.

Sometimes healing is just remembering:

You were already funny before the anxiety.

Already soft before the armor.

Already strong before life made you prove it.

It’s not always this dramatic transformation where you disappear into a cocoon and re-emerge six months later with abs, a gratitude journal, and a line of affirmation candles. Sometimes it’s just you, on a random Thursday afternoon, standing in your kitchen in mismatched socks thinking—damn, I kind of miss me.

That laugh.

That fire.

That tenderness you used to hand out like confetti before someone told you to “toughen up.”

And then? You call yourself back home.

Not with a grand gesture.

Not with a six-week course and a sunrise meditation.

With grace. With truth. With a little dance in the kitchen while your chocolate melts and your peace starts to rise.

Healing is rarely pretty. It’s crying while unloading the dishwasher. It’s taking the long way home so you can finish that one song. It’s laughing mid-sob because you remembered that time you thought bangs would fix your existential crisis.

It’s canceling plans. It’s feeling guilty about canceling plans. And then canceling that guilt too.

Because healing isn’t about becoming someone new. It’s about excavating the you that got buried under people-pleasing and pushing through. It’s about remembering you don’t have to perform your worth. You never did.

So maybe today you don’t do the hard thing.

Maybe today you do the true thing.

You breathe. You stretch. You say no to what hurts and yes to what heals.

You let yourself be soft again. You let yourself come home.

You are not broken. You are becoming.

You are not lost. You are layered.

You are not late. You are right on sacred time.

And if no one’s told you lately?

Home looks really damn good on you.