The truth about confidence

Confidence isn’t a permanent state, it’s a conversation you’ll have with yourself over and over again. Some days, you’ll stand in the mirror and feel unstoppable. Other days? You’ll question if you even recognize the person staring back.

And here’s the truth no one says loud enough: That’s normal. That’s human. That’s growth.

You’re allowed to bounce between feeling like a goddess and wondering if you’ve lost her. But just know, she’s never really gone. She’s waiting for you to remember. And every time you choose to rise again? That’s power.

Keep showing up for her. Even if today, it’s with shaky hands and tired eyes. She’s proud of you for trying.

There are days when I wake up and feel like my body betrayed me overnight. With PCOS, POTS, and other health issues, my weight can fluctuate, my skin might feel more sensitive, and the bloating can get so intense that even my favorite outfit suddenly feels like a mistake.

It’s hard not to let that shift in my body affect how I see myself. There have been mornings where I’ve stared at my reflection wondering where the confident version of me disappeared to, and if I’d ever find her again. That version who felt magnetic, powerful, beautiful.

But I’m learning that my worth doesn’t shrink just because my jeans feel tighter today. That my beauty isn’t erased by a bad body image day or a flare-up. My body is doing its best to keep going. And the truth is, resilience looks different every day.

Sometimes showing up means wearing the oversized tee, throwing your hair in a bun, and surviving the damn day. Other times, it means putting on that bold lip color, your favorite charm necklace, and walking like you own the room.

Confidence is fluid. It breathes. It adapts. And on the days where you don’t feel like enough? That’s when you need your own grace the most.

So wear what makes you feel even 1% better. Speak kindly to yourself, even if you don’t believe it yet. And remember, your power doesn’t disappear. It’s just resting. Waiting for the moment you rise up and reclaim it.

You are still her. Even when you feel far away from that version.

Especially then.