brittany nicole

Equipped to Carry More is a reflective series about growth, leadership, healing, pressure, identity, and learning how to navigate the weight life places on us without losing ourselves in the process.

I think about my childhood quite a bit because every milestone I reach reminds me that I come from a single-parent household.

I know people often say it doesn’t matter where you come from, but for me, my roots are what have kept me grounded over the years. They are the reason I continue pushing through life’s obstacles in pursuit of success.

What I love about myself in this season is how much grace and love I pour into myself, almost like I’m a flower planted with the intention to bloom.

To bloom friends, you have to grow where your feet are planted.

That’s why comparison can be so dangerous.

Our lives were never planted in the same soil as the people around us.

For the longest time, I stopped creating content because I lost sight of my why.

But here’s where I missed God…

The same way I get excited about seeing my fave content creator pop back out is the same way some people get excited when I do the same.

Growth is knowing that your gift follows you around until you open it and actually put it to use by sharing it with others.

Sometimes growth requires you to embrace the gift.

Sometimes growth requires you to stop resisting what the gift is trying to pull out of you.

Sometimes growth requires you to flourish in the unfamiliar parts of the gift.

I know writing is one of my gifts that allows me to reach people in the most inspirational way. And it’s not one of those gifts where if you don’t use it, you lose it.

Writing is where you can always pick back up where you left off.

Writing is where I get to choose me again.

Writing is where being “equipped to carry more” proves to me that I’m not meant to carry everything alone or in silence.

Life will prove this to you too.

When I was sexually assaulted in 2022, I lost so much of myself. Especially the parts that made me light, joyful, and whole. I questioned how I could lose sight of my worth and desire to be who God created me to be.

In 2023, I spent all year trying to pick up the f-ing pieces and on most days I came up short. It was so easy for me to quit because the fighter in me died the day I was assaulted. Mainly because I fought & failed.

In 2024, I could finally look myself in the mirror with less shame attached to the person I was seeing. I didn’t fully recognize her, but parts of me felt familiar again. My smile came back that year too.

In 2025, I got my fight back. I no longer desire to be strong these days but I do know where my strength comes from. I show up more for myself. I prioritize my needs over what everyone else wants for me.

And in 2026…

Well I hope you’ll come back next week for part II of this series as I continue learning in this season how to let my light shine again.

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