Lex Start Again
01/02/2026
Some days I donāt want more. I want quiet.
21/01/2026
I stopped explaining myself. I stopped softening my edges. I stopped shrinking, quieting, pleasing, and pretending. These are not goals. They're boundaries. Boundaries don't need applause, they just need enforcement. ā¤ļø #2026ā¤ļø
Part two of my husband helping me reset my WFH space š¤But rewatching this, I noticed something else. My setup works, but it doesnāt feel like me.No softness. No warmth. No personality. Just function. And maybe that makes sense. Iāve been in survival mode for so long that practicality took the lead and softness got put on the back burner. But I donāt want a space that just gets me through the day. I want one that feels calm, feminine, inspiring. So this isnāt just a cleanup. Itās a reset. For my desk. And maybe for me too.
19/01/2026
Good morning āļø
Working from my bed today because momma had a sleepover in her room last night⦠and now thereās a bed where my work chair should be š
Not mad about it though. The bed has never been a bad option and honestly⦠it barely feels like work.
19/01/2026
Today didn't look like much on paper. But I closed my rings. I moved my body. And I didn't quit on myself. This journey isn't about highlight-reel days. It's about stacking the quiet ones. This is day 16 out of 365 days for me. If you're moving in anyway today, I see you. š
Even if you never clap for me,
Iāll still cheer for you.
I pour kindness. I donāt pour hate. š¤
18/01/2026
Hi everyone šš½ I wanted to reintroduce myself.
I started this page from scratch to stay accountable with my workout journey and share my work-from-home life, something I genuinely enjoy. I didnāt add friends or family on purpose. I wanted to build slowly with people who truly connect with the journey.
This space is new by design. No pressure, just progress, honesty, and showing up.
Iām Lex. Iām starting again. š
18/01/2026
Iāve kept these measurements in different places for different reasons. The paper tracker has been on my wall since 10/2024, and for some reason I never took it down. Iāve started this journey more times than I can count, but this time something feels different. Iām no longer talking down to myself. Iām doing what I can with what I have, and Iām choosing to keep going no matter the setbacks or how long it takes. From August to December, inches came off quietly and steadily, even when it didnāt always feel like enough. This isnāt a before and after, itās a during. Iāll get back to me, to her, and one day Iāll be holding what Iāve worked so hard for.
16/01/2026
This isnāt a before & after.
Itās a timeline.
And Iām still in it.
Part 1. This desk didnāt get messy overnight. Itās what my mental health looks like when I stop checking in with myself. Work-from-home life moves fast. Things pile up. Thoughts pile up. And before you know it, youāre working inside the overwhelm. Today, my husband stepped in. Not to judge. Not to rush. Just to help. And with support like that, I can do anything. š¤