Kristy Ward | Fat Loss & Transformation Coach

Music loud as hell.
Car karaoke, alone, on the way to respectfully destroy my hamstrings.

Listening to Russ, because duh.

He says,
“If you saw me now, would you recognize me?
I know it’s been a while, but I’m still me.”

And it hit me immediately
No tf I’m not.

The woman on the left is not the woman on the right.

“Before me” lived angry.
All the time.
She didn’t know how to cope, had zero self-worth, and chased dopamine hits from food just to feel something for five seconds.

She wore her victim mindset like a badge of honor.
“Must be nice.”
“That won’t work for me.”
Didn’t even try.

She accepted trash attention from men who were, to be frank, not shhhhtttt
because attention felt better than nothing.

She put herself in a box
and then convinced herself that box was reality.

Today I am a completely different woman.

I’m not angry anymore, even when it would be easier to be.
I can see why people do what they do, even when it hurts.

I am putting myself in rooms that scare the tf out of me 
because seeing other women do it is proof that I can too, will* too

I have a marriage that people in our life literally call “unrealistic.”
Not because it’s perfect (none are) 
but because the standards are high and the self-respect is higher.

I move, think, and act from self-love and expansion now, not punishment.
Not fear.
Not survival.

So if you knew me before 2019?
You don’t know me.
And I’m damn proud of that.

And if you don’t love how you’re showing up right now
If you snap and don’t recognize yourself
If your standards for yourself are something you’re ashamed to admit

You don’t have to stay there.
You can burn the chapter.
Rewrite the narrative.

Just make yourself the leading role this time.

This is your story.
Live it like it matters.