The year i stopped waiting to be saved.
2024 was a hard fucking year.
2025 was about letting go. Shedding what no longer served me. Grief came in waves—sometimes in seasons and other times all at once like a tsunami.
When I quit my job, I held a lot of shame. I thought I was giving up on myself, my team and my industry. Fear whispered that I would never be good enough. That the job market was shit, the economy was worse, and leaving a stable income was just me building my own coffin.
I started the year feeling a little bit dead inside.
But, in the quiet days, I listened. I tried to find that little voice that is your barometer. The gut feeling I ignored for too long. I started following truth.
I could write a book about this experience. And wow, would it be spicy and riddled with characters and moments that would break your heart the way they broke mine.
For a long time, I was waiting to be saved. Waiting for someone to help me make my moves. To make me happy. To give me permission to want more.
Until I really understood… I got me.
Better than anyone.
Ever.
So, I quit my job. With nothing lined up. No plan. No safety net. No idea how money would show up.
I sat with the discomfort for a month before I made a plan and took action.
In 2025, I went back to school and became a health coach. I’ve coached eight women through all aspects of health. I founded three businesses, one being Dandelion Health & Wellness. Personally, I celebrated two years of sobriety, one year of consistently lifting weights 3x/week. I fixed my blood disorder and started meditating. I slowed my life down. I rested my nervous system.
I quit my relationship too. Because it wasn’t going where I want to go. Again, I had to follow the truth, even if it scared the shit out of me.
The middle fingers are up. Not out of anger. But as the clearest symbol of self-care I have right now. I am done holding other people’s responsibilities, secrets, shame and even businesses.
I am choosing myself. And 2026 is gonna feel like it.
If 2025 was your year of shedding, let this winter be your season of quiet preparation. Not with shame or urgency, but with the kind of trust in yourself that makes your future self proud.
You don’t need to have it all figured out. You don’t need permission. You just need to start choosing yourself.
And if you need someone to be in your corner while you do that—someone who gets it, who won’t preach, but help you build momentum—that’s what I’m here for.
Because I’ve been in the thick of it unsure of how to ever get out. And I know what it takes to come out the other side.
Here’s to 2026.
Let’s make it feel like freedom.
If this resonates with you, I’d love to hear from you. Email me: lindsey@dandelionhealthwellness.com
