Snapping Back to the Version I Refuse to Let Die

Jascey Cents
Jul 16
2 min read

By Jacent Voigt founder of JasceyCents

There are days that feel like fog. You move through them, barely. Saturday was grey. Sunday dragged. Monday hit harder. And yesterday? It felt like I was sinking. Not into anything dramatic, just that quiet, heavy stillness that sometimes settles over your spirit.

But then today, something shifted. A simple reel on Facebook sparked something in me. Just a small flame, but enough to remember.

To remember her.

The version of me who doesn’t fold under pressure. The one who looks radiant, even on her worst day. The one who’s building something bigger than her doubts, bigger than her fears. The one who shows up for her family, her purpose, her damn self.

I’m not going to feel sorry for myself anymore. I’m not going to sit in the puddle of past mistakes or sadness or stress. Shit happens. Life happens. We all have our days. Some have their weeks. And many people walk around for years with silent battles, waiting for something to click.

But today, I’m clicking into gear. Not because it’s easy. Not because I suddenly have all the answers. But because I’m done feeling sorry for myself. I’m ready to mirror the version I want to become.

That version of me?

She is peaceful. She is focused. She moves with intention. She eats better, speaks softer, and takes no bullshit. She creates. She builds. She loves deeply. She dreams wildly. She doesn't drown in the noise, she dances through it.

So today, I push. I push my mind to remember who I’ve been working toward. I let my body move even when it’s tired. I speak life over myself. I take back my power.

Because stepping into your higher self isn’t always graceful,it’s gritty. Sometimes it looks like tears in the shower and saying “fuck it” to the fear. It looks like writing this post when you almost didn’t get out of bed. It looks like whispering to yourself, “You’ve got this,” even when no one else is clapping.