A New Chapter, A Promise to Myself

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There was a time in my life when starting something felt like a thrill, but finishing? That was a different story. I had so many big ideas, so many projects I poured my heart into at the beginning, only to let them drift away unfinished. It wasn’t because I didn’t care—it was because I didn’t believe I could see them through. Somewhere deep down, I didn’t trust myself to stick with the hard parts.

That’s part of the reason I started this blog. I needed a space to document not just the things I was doing but the things I finished—to remind myself that I could rewrite the story I’d been telling myself.

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If you’ve been reading for a while, you might remember my post about finally finishing my undergraduate degree. That was a huge milestone for me. When I returned to school, I didn’t just carry books and notebooks; I carried the weight of self-doubt and the fear of failing again. But I finished. I walked across that stage, and I proved to myself that I could. That moment was a turning point—a reminder that I’m stronger than I sometimes believe.

And now, here I am, standing at the beginning of another big challenge: my MBA.

This feels different in so many ways. I’m not the person I was before. I’ve grown. I’ve healed. I’ve learned that starting isn’t the hardest part for me anymore; the hardest part is trusting myself to keep going when things get tough. But this time, I’m ready. I know the road ahead will be full of late nights and hard decisions. There will be moments when I’ll want to quit. But I’ve been here before, and I’ve seen what happens when I don’t give up.

This isn’t just about earning a degree—it’s about continuing the work I started all those years ago when I decided to finish my undergrad. It’s about becoming the best version of myself, challenging my limits, and proving that I can start and finish something that matters deeply to me.

For anyone who feels like they’ve let themselves down or left too many things unfinished: It’s never too late. You can always start again. You can always rewrite your story.

Here’s to this new chapter and the promise I’m making to myself to see it through.

Love always, Monica

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