Because willpower runs out. Who you are doesn't. The Version of Consistency That Exhausted Me Twenty-six years ago consistency meant something different to me. It meant showing up no matter what. Pushing through. Being disciplined. Ticking the box even when everything in me didn't want to. And for a while that worked. Until it didn't. Because discipline is something you have to summon every single time and some days you just don't have it in you. Days where I questioned every