‘25.

Notes from a year that changed me.

Hi, my love.

Exactly a year ago, I wrote a letter to my present self. I’ll attach the link to it below.

Reading it was a bittersweet experience because it’s neat to make plans and have expectations, but life is crazy. Things you expect happens. The ones you don’t expect happens too. This year felt quieter. Like God was teaching me how to walk without constantly asking for signs. I learned to trust, even when I didn’t fully understand what was happening.

At the beginning of the year, I received a lot of words. Someone specifically got words for me, and I wrote them down. One of them spoke about not allowing the devil to win the battle over my mind. I knew it was going to be about mental health, but I didn’t really pay attention at the time.

This year, my mental health was a whole mess. Bouts of depression. Anxiety. Thoughts that shouldn’t even be said out loud. Days when it felt heavy just existing. I couldn’t go to class on some “bad” days. And recently, when I went back to those words, I said, oh wow. I remembered a video I once spoke about — how the devil tries to fight battles in our minds. It sounds cliché, but it’s real. Guard your heart, my love, as much as you can.

There were moments I fell back into old habits. Moments I thought I had outgrown. And that humbled me. But I also learned that growth isn’t a straight line. You fall. You get back up. You learn again. That’s still growth. This year, I served. I took on responsibilities I didn’t think I was ready for. I questioned myself constantly, but I showed up anyway. I learned that leadership isn’t about having everything figured out, it’s about showing up, caring deeply, and doing your best even when you’re unsure.

I learned to be gentler with myself. To stop punishing myself for not being perfect. To accept that healing isn’t linear. I learned to sit with discomfort instead of running from it. And I learned that even when I feel unsure, God is still steady. I wrote more this year. I read over sixty books this year, not my original goal, but still, how many people did up to that this year? Clap for me jor! I tried new things, those that know know. I took risks. I lived and loved a little louder. I laughed more. I cried honestly. I learned to let myself be seen, even when it was uncomfortable. This year didn’t turn out the way I imagined. But it turned me into someone more grounded, more self-aware, more present.

This year, I watched people I love thrive. I learned that joy doesn’t always come from what happens to you, but from watching the people you love become who they’re meant to be. I watched my friends grow, lead, shine. Tami became the president. Ameerah grew in confidence. Ijay, phenomenal as always! Faith, Praise, Chubi, Rita, and Ebun graduated. I grew closer to people who now feel like family. I became the public health director, and my committee is truly wonderful. I’m so grateful.

I would have really loved to do a full recap, but I’m not in the right headspace for that. Still, it didn’t feel right to end the year without saying something.

So, I’m grateful. For the hard moments. For the disappointments. For the laughter. For the tears. For the love. For the losses. For the blessings. For everything. I’m grateful for you too, my love. We started this journey when I was in 200 level, and in a few days, Pieces of Chloe will be two years old — almost 400 subscribers. Who would have thought?🥹❤️

For 2026, I don’t have big plans like that. I just want to be better. In everything. Mentally. Emotionally. Spiritually. Especially in my relationship with God. I want to grow. I want to trust. I want to love — God, myself and others — more deeply. I want to keep becoming. I will keep becoming.

I hope you had a beautiful year too? Thank you for a beautiful year, my love! Happy new year in advance.❤️