“I’ve lost all confidence in myself.” If that thought has been on repeat in your head lately, know you’re not alone. And know that just because you’ve lost it, doesn’t mean you can’t get it back. I know exactly what it feels like to wake up one day and wonder where tf your confidence has gone. There’s been many moments in my life where I’ve felt like my self esteem has hit rock bottom and I don’t have an ounce of self confidence left. 

Old me would’ve hit snooze, rolled over, put on an eye mask, and tried to get more sleep. But I’m stepping into a new version of myself — the hottest, happiest, healthiest version. (Full disclosure: I did not feel hot or happy that morning). I grumpily dragged myself out of bed when a thought hit me: “Wouldn’t it be lovely to make a coffee and go for a walk?” Old me was screaming. Absolutely not. But the ‘between’ version of me remembered a commitment I’d made to myself.

At 29, my life completely fell apart. My plans to move to Bali with my boyfriend of five years disappeared overnight when he ended our relationship, over a Facebook Messenger call. Overnight, the life I thought I was going to have just disappeared. I couldn’t have felt more behind if I tried. But choosing who I was going to become, rewriting my future story and embracing a fresh start, stopped me from letting that bombshell destroy my 30s. I’m about to show you the first step to making your 30s the greatest decade of your life — you ready?

You don’t actually hate how you look. You hate the way society has trained you to feel about the way you look. Think about it. From the moment us millennials were old enough to flick through a magazine, we were bombarded with “ideal” body types and edited images that made us question every inch of ourselves. It’s no wonder so many of us carry this quiet (or not-so-quiet) war with our own reflection. But your body isn't the problem. It never had been.