I once lived a life that felt like a version of me I didn’t recognize.
I thought I’d missed my time. Until I realized—I could reset.
Until death removes you from this world, the reset button is forever pressable.
I remember a season I rarely talk about.
A season where I would wake up and feel like I was living inside a version of myself I no longer recognized.
I was showing up. Smiling. Getting things done.
But inside? I felt stuck. Behind. Like I had missed the “right time.”
People would say, “Nicole, you’re doing well.”
But in my heart, I knew I had parked. I had delayed. I had postponed parts of me that were supposed to bloom.
And for the longest time, I believed the lie many of us carry silently:
That once time passes, the window is closed.
I thought, “This isn’t the right age to be learning something new.”
“People will think I’m confused if I change directions.”
“I’ve come too far to start again.”
Until one day… I had a conversation with myself that changed everything:
“What if this isn’t failure? What if this is just… a reset?”
We often forget that life gives us many chapters.
That starting over is not shameful—it’s sacred.
That the version of you you’re dreaming of? She’s still possible. He’s still waiting.
But you have to stop mourning the timeline you imagined and give life to the one still within reach.
I’ve seen it.
I’ve seen a respected man lose everything and become a vendor.
Only to rise again, because he dared to learn a digital skill.
I’ve watched people in their 40s, 50s, 60s sit down to learn like beginners again.
Why?
Because they chose the reset.
So today, I’m sharing this for the person who feels “late.”
For the one quietly wishing they could pivot.
For the one silently grieving the road not taken.
Let me say this to you with all the love and truth I can hold:
Your reset is still valid.
You can still restart.
You can still rewrite the story.
You can still shock the world—and yourself.
I don’t care what your age is.
I don’t care how far behind you feel.
I don’t care what people expect you to be doing by now.
If you’re still breathing, you still have time.
And no one—absolutely no one—gets to take that from you.
Press reset.
One decision at a time.
One day at a time.
Until the life inside of you feels alive again.
Let this be the sign someone needed.
If it spoke to you, share with someone else.
Let’s remind each other: it’s never too late to begin again.
Baya reset !