Hi Reader,
Most people think growth feels exciting. Expansive. Empowering. Full of forward momentum.
Sometimes it does.
Sometimes it feels like grief.
Not grief for a person. Grief for a version of yourself.
A conversation unfolded inside The Done Era this week and I keep turning it over in my mind. It began with an article one of our members shared, and what followed was the kind of thoughtful, honest reflection that reminds me exactly why this space exists.
We talked about something we rarely name. The quiet loss that can come when you outgrow a future you once felt certain about.
- The business you thought you would build.
- The relationship you believed would last.
- The identity you worked so hard to become.
- The life you were sure you were heading toward.
From the outside, it looks like growth.
Internally? It can feel like letting go of someone you have been for a very long time.
One idea from the discussion lingered with me. A simple goodbye ritual called Ho'oponopono, built around four phrases:
I'm sorry.
Please forgive me.
Thank you.
I love you.
Imagine offering that to the version of you who over-gave, overworked, tolerated, shape-shifted, proved.
Those versions were not mistakes.
They were survival.
They got you here.
Yet you can't fully step into a new chapter while secretly clinging to an old identity. New beliefs do not settle when they are stacked on top of stories you haven't released.
Sometimes the bravest thing you can say is, “That future is not mine anymore.”
Not because choosing differently is wrong. Because it mattered.
This is the kind of conversation that happens inside The Done Era.
Not surface-level positivity.
Not performative vulnerability.
Real women doing real inner work. Witnessing each other. Growing in real time.
If you've been craving a space where you do not have to explain yourself, where growth is supported but never rushed, where honesty is welcomed, you would likely feel very at home here.
Come experience it for yourself with a 7-day free trial.
Join The Done Era.
You may discover you are not the only one releasing an old future.
Much love,
Suzanne
