THIS NOVEMBER, IM DONE: I'm done micromanaging my joy, waiting for permission, or holding off until the new year to become the woman I already know I'm meant to be. I'm done shrinking so I don't "make it weird." I'm leading myself now. That means saying no without over explaining, wearing the outfit I swore I'd wait 10 pounds for, speaking up when I'm scared, and doing the damn thing before I feel ready. Because this life doesn't wait and neither do I anymore. November counts. These next few weeks matter. And I refuse to outsource my growth to a calendar.