Living in the Middle
There is a part of the journey we don’t talk about enough —the middle.
Not the excitement of starting something new.
Not the clarity of having arrived.
But the space in between.
The middle is where old versions of you no longer fit,
yet the new ones haven’t fully formed.
It’s where relationships shift.
Where expectations dissolve.
Where you realize that some people, habits, and ways of being quietly belonged to a chapter that has already ended.
The middle can feel uncomfortable because there’s nothing to lean on yet.
No clear labels.
No certainty.
Just awareness.
And awareness can feel heavy before it feels freeing.
This is often the moment when disappointment surfaces —not just toward others, but toward the patterns we’ve repeated,
the ways we’ve overgiven,the times we stayed longer than we should have.
These are natural reactions.
But if we don’t pause here — if we rush to “move on” —the middle ends up shaping us unconsciously instead of intentionally.
Yet the middle is not a mistake.
It’s not a delay.
It’s where integration happens.
It’s where you learn discernment.
Where you begin to recognise what truly supports you —and what only drains.
When you allow yourself to stay present in the middle, something subtle shifts:
you stop forcing outcomes,
you stop chasing validation,
you start choosing with clarity rather than fear.
The middle teaches you how to relate differently — to people, to support, to yourself.
And that’s where real change begins.
Breaking old patterns
If you recognize yourself here — in the in-between, in the pause, in the quiet recalibration — this may be your moment to step out of old cycles.
Break the Loop is an invitation to release patterns that no longer serve you and create space for a more aligned way of moving forward.
When you’re ready, the door is open.

The middle is the best part, it where everything happens.
this felt like someone pointing at the map and going yep, you are here, and that’s not wrong…
the middle is so awkward and wobbly and nobody cheers for it. old me doesn’t fit anymore and new me is still loading. rude but true. also the part about not rushing through it hit me — like if i sprint, it still shapes me, just without asking.
this made the in-between feel allowed. like i can sit here and breathe and stop apologizing for not being done yet. very calm, very steady, very oh… that’s where I am~