Building the Life I Was Always Meant to Live

Brick by Breath by Bringing it Home

A lone figure gazes at a swirling galaxy in a cosmic sky, contemplating the mysteries of the universe from an otherworldly landscape.

For a long time, I didn’t realize that what I was carrying wasn’t just dreams —

it was blueprints.

Maps.

Plans for worlds I hadn’t even seen yet.

Pieces of the future my heart was quietly building, e ven when my mind felt lost.

I thought I was just surviving.

Just hanging on.

Just getting through.

But I wasn’t.

I was becoming.

Piece by piece.

Breath by breath.

Brick by brick.

This past season of my life taught me something I didn’t even know how to put into words until now:

I’m not chasing the life I want anymore.

I’m building it — exactly the way it was meant to be.

Through the work.

Through the runs.

Through the long days, the fasting resets, the quiet nights of no longer numbing myself.

Through the projects that took longer than I thought but somehow feel even more right now.

Through the dreams I had at 10 years old — playing RollerCoaster Tycoon and realizing that building magic into the world could be a real calling, not just a game.

Through the days when healing didn’t come from anyone else.

It came from choosing myself,

over and over again.

I’m officially one month sober today.

Not just from substances — but from the noise, the avoidance, the things that tried to keep me small.

And the clarity I feel?

The power?

The calm excitement humming under everything I touch now?

It’s real.

It’s mine.

It’s just the beginning.

I’m training for an Ironman.

I’m launching my first product.

I’m building a life where I’m not surviving the days — I’m living them.

Fueling them.

Owning them.

The best part?

I know this isn’t the peak.

It’s the foundation.

And I can feel it in my body now —

that with every breath, every rep, every fast, every run, every early morning and late night and spa day and hot yoga class —

I’m just getting stronger.

More myself.

More free.

Closure didn’t come from them.

It came from who I chose to become without them.

And every piece of that life?

Every drop of it?

I’m building it.

Not hoping.

Not waiting.

Building it.

Exactly the way it was always meant to be.