This will be the year

**This will be the year**

where I am unapologetically myself—

where I no longer bend to fit the spaces that others try to place me in,

where I walk with my head held high, knowing my worth,

where I no longer seek approval for how I show up or what I do,

because I have finally given myself permission to live freely,

to express, to create, to be real.

This will be the year I shed old skins, no longer bound by past versions of me,

unafraid to step into the light of who I am meant to become.

I will not chase validation or cling to fleeting approval,

but stand firm, knowing I am enough, exactly as I am.

**This will be the year**

my smile won’t be a mask to hide my pain,

but a genuine reflection of the joy I have cultivated within.

A smile that rises from a place of peace, from a soul that has healed,

no longer a performance, no longer a cover.

This will be the year I wear happiness authentically,

like the sun wears its warmth, bright and unashamed.

Each smile will be an expression of gratitude,

a testament to the quiet work of healing,

proof that my inner world has finally found its own light.

**This will be the year**

I laugh because laughter is medicine,

because laughter is an offering to the soul.

I will laugh deeply, fully, without holding back—

throwing my head back, feeling each laugh fill the room,

allowing myself to savor the pure and simple beauty of joy.

I will laugh not to hide, not to fill silence,

but because laughter is healing, and I am ready to be healed.

I will share this laughter, spilling it over,

gifting it to the people who surround me,

as if each laugh is a spark, illuminating us all.

**This will be the year**

that when love comes, I will be ready to receive it,

not with guarded arms, not with fear or doubt,

but with open hands, aligned with gratitude,

happiness, and true adoration.

Love will not be a storm I brace myself against,

but a gentle rain that refreshes, a quiet river that soothes.

This will be the year love finds me open, unafraid,

and I will be whole enough to let it in without fear of loss.

The year that love nurtures rather than wounds,

that love uplifts and empowers, more than it stings.

For I will welcome it, not as a crutch, but as a complement to the joy I already hold.

**This will be the year**

everything I’ve intended will come to pass.

The seeds I have planted in patience and faith

will finally bear fruit.

I will receive good, because I am aligned with the goodness within me.

I will attract abundance in all its forms—

love, peace, creativity, prosperity—

not because I chase them,

but because I am ready to hold them.

This will be the year I trust the process,

knowing that what is meant for me will find me,

and that I am worthy of each blessing that comes my way.

**This will be the year I stop settling for less—**

the year I refuse to shrink, to make myself small,

to accept crumbs when I deserve a feast.

I will honor myself by choosing only what aligns with my worth,

by saying no to what does not serve me,

and saying yes to what brings me closer to my truest self.

This is the year I reclaim my power, my path, my purpose.

This year is *my* year—

the year I choose me, without hesitation,

the year I step fully into the life I have been creating,

the year I stand tall, unshakable,

knowing that I am not only enough but more than enough.

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