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Hey.. Its SWATI!

There was a time when I thought the safest way to live was to follow the rules everyone else had written for me.

A good job.
A perfect partner.
A predictable life.

And for a while, I convinced myself that this was enough. But quiet people like us… we hear our truth a little louder in silence.

I remember waking up one morning with this heavy, unexplainable feeling — “Is this really it? Is this what my life is supposed to feel like?”

And I think the universe answers you in small whispers before it sends you a storm. For me, it began with those whispers: moments where I felt disconnected, where my soul felt like it was waiting for me to come back home.

I WAS DYING TO BE ME.

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Shadow Work — Meeting the Parts I Used to Hide

Shadow work was the first time I truly sat with myself.

And honestly? It was uncomfortable.
Because when you stop performing for the world… you have to face the parts of yourself you’ve ignored.

I realised how much of my life was shaped by wanting to be liked, accepted, appreciated.
I wasn’t chasing approval because I was weak — I was chasing it because I never learned how to approve of myself.

Shadow work taught me that the pieces I hid — my sensitivity, my introversion, my fears — weren’t flaws.They were parts of my story that deserved understanding, not rejection.

Healing began the day I stopped asking:

“What do people want me to be?”

and started asking:

“Who am I when no one is watching?”

Spirituality — The Day I Stopped Fighting the Universe

For most of my life, I tried to control my path.

But healing teaches you something quietly powerful — life opens beautifully when you stop forcing it.

Spirituality, for me, wasn’t about rituals or rules. It was about learning to trust again.

Trust myself.

Trust the timing.

Trust the meaning behind every pause, every setback, every redirection.

I started meditating not to escape the world, but to return to myself. I learned the magic of surrender — that moment when you’re tired of carrying everything alone and you finally let the universe hold you.

And honestly, that’s when everything began to shift.

Health & Fitness — Rebuilding My Energy, Not Just My Body

There was a time when fitness meant pushing myself to impress others.
Now it’s a love letter to the woman I’m becoming.

I started eating better not because I “should,” but because I deserved nourishment. I moved my body not to shrink it, but to feel stronger inside it.

Slowly, my health became spiritual – a practice of honouring myself instead of punishing myself.

Healing feels different when you realise your body is your home, not your enemy.

Highly Sensitive Person — The Woman Who Built a Strong Life

Being a highly sensitive person in a loud, rushed world can feel overwhelming. You notice more. You absorb more. And often, you carry more than you should.

People may call you “too sensitive,” “too emotional,” or say you need to toughen up. But HSPs know the truth – we’re not weak, we’re deeply perceptive.

We feel more.
We sense undercurrents others miss.
We process life at a deeper emotional and energetic level.

Choosing myself meant honoring this sensitivity instead of trying to numb it or fix it.
It meant understanding that my nervous system wasn’t a problem — it just needed care, boundaries, and compassion.

I stopped forcing myself into lives and roles that drained me. And slowly, I began creating a life that supports my sensitivity rather than fighting it.
Helping people, guiding them, teaching them — not through pressure or performance, but through presence, empathy, and lived understanding — became my purpose.

I once believed strength meant being hard and unaffected.

Now I know — true strength is being sensitive and grounded.
And that kind of strength quietly changes lives.

Choosing Myself — The Real Beginning

When I look back now, whatever happened to me wasn’t the end of something.
It was the beginning of finally listening to my own voice.

Every day since then, I’ve been rebuilding my life intentionally: with softness, with honesty, with healing, and with so much gratitude.
And if you’re reading this, maybe a part of you is ready to choose yourself too.

Maybe you’re tired of carrying everyone else’s expectations.
Maybe you’re ready to meet the version of you that’s been waiting patiently behind the noise.

Here’s what I know for sure:

Choosing yourself isn’t selfish.

It’s sacred.

It’s powerful.

And it’s the first step to a life that finally feels like yours.

And I’m walking this journey with you — not as a guru, not as an expert, but as someone who knows what it feels like to start from confusion and walk towards clarity one honest step at a time.

If you’re here, you’re healing.

If you’re healing, you’re already changing.

And if you’re changing, your story is just beginning.

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