2025 was a real eye opener. Not the soft , aesthetic , light a candle and journal kind. No. This was the kind of year that grabs you by the shoulders , takes your phone , locks the door , and says sit down. We are not skipping this lesson again.
God isolated me this year. Like actually isolated me. Not “a little quieter than usual” isolated. I mean the noise stopped working. The distractions expired. The people slowly disappeared. Group chats went silent. Invitations dried up. And suddenly it was just me , my thoughts , and an uncomfortable amount of silence.
That silence was loud.
Because when it gets quiet , you can’t perform anymore. You can’t distract yourself with situationships , fake productivity , or being busy for no reason. You’re left with yourself. And meeting yourself without an audience is humbling , slightly awkward , and at times very personal.
But wow , did I get to know myself.
And in that isolation my vision got sharp. Especially when it came to people. I started noticing how often help is actually a transaction in a cute outfit. People love to say they’re there for you , but only if there’s something in it for them. Access. Information. A favor. Entertainment. Some people don’t want to see you heal , they just want to hear your struggles so they have something to talk about later. Your pain becomes juice. Your vulnerability becomes content.
2025 taught me to clock that energy immediately.
This year was also about breaking patterns. Not journaling about it once and calling it growth. Actually breaking them. Sitting in discomfort. Choosing differently even when the old version of me wanted familiarity. It also clicked when I realized 2025 was the Year of the Snake. A year about endings and shedding skin. About quietly outgrowing people , habits , and versions of myself that no longer fit. No drama. No announcements. Just letting go and moving forward lighter.
This year I accepted something that used to confuse me. I am a popular loner. People know me. People see me. People talk. But I don’t thrive in crowds. I don’t bloom in constant noise. I do my best thinking , healing , creating , and growing when it’s just me.
I stopped searching for love outside of myself. Stopped believing a partner would complete something I hadn’t even finished building. And here’s the plot twist. For the first time ever , I genuinely feel like I don’t need anyone. No craving for a relationship. No hunger for constant social interaction. No anxiety about being alone. Just me , my goals , my peace , and my growth.
And honestly , that feels luxurious.
But life is a test, pay attention!! just when you think you’ve learned the lesson, God tests you in the silence. He sends people wrapped in familiar jackets. Old energy with a new smile. Different face, same pattern. Just to see if you’re really paying attention now. To see if you’ll fall back into old habits or stay seated, quiet, and grounded.
let’s be honest, that test is hard. Because familiarity is sneaky. It feels safe. It sounds comforting. It whispers maybe this time it’s different. And sometimes you really have to sit on your hands, talk to yourself, and resist the urge to reply, explain, or reopen doors you already closed. Growth isn’t loud. It’s choosing silence when your old self would have chosen chaos. And that restraint? That’s the real proof the lesson landed.
So if 2025 felt intense , lonely , confrontational , or isolating , it wasn’t random. It was an ending year. A clearing year. A shedding year. Isolation wasn’t punishment. It was protection. Preparation. A divine reset.
2025 taught me this. When God sits you down, you shut up and listen. Learn the lesson. Stop dragging people into seasons they clearly don’t have a ticket for. God cancelled the guest list. 2026 is invite only.
2026 I am ready. New skin. Same soul.
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