Hello, I’m Maya Steele – And I’m Not Here to Bounce Back
Well… here we are.
I’ve finally created a space of my own. Not one shaped by an algorithm. Not one where I have to squeeze my truth into a caption or a perfectly angled square.
This is my corner of the internet – soft but sharp, a little sweaty, and fully mine.
Who I Am?
I’m a solo mum. I am a voice of reason and occasional chaos. I am a woman in the middle of what I like to call my second act.
I’m not reinventing myself because I broke down.
I’m reinventing myself because I outgrew the version of me that was holding it all together for everyone but herself.
I’ve done the burnout.
I’ve worn the smile while quietly unraveling.
I’ve dieted, fasted, healed, hardened, softened — and somewhere in there, I started over.
But not from scratch. From experience.
What You’ll Find Here
This isn’t a space for bounce-backs. It’s a space for becoming.
I write about:
- Midlife weight loss — including my journey with Mounjaro (no shame, no glamorising, just truth).
- The emotional tightrope of solo parenting.
- Healing from burnout, quietly and on your own terms.
- Style, stretch marks, and the stuff we don’t say out loud.
- What happens when women stop fixing themselves and start choosing themselves.
Why Now?
Because I needed a space like this years ago and couldn’t find one.
Women are told to “bounce back.” But, we really need space to rise ahead. We need space even if we do it slow, sideways, or with our hair in a messy bun.
So this is me. This is now. This is Maya.
This space is my little happy bubble. My soft place to land.
This is the corner of the internet I’ve carved out for myself. I retreat here when the days feel heavy. It is where I go when the anxiety creeps in or the world starts pulling me backwards.
It’s not about perfection. It’s not for performance. It’s for presence.
This blog is where I tell the truth. I move through the mess. I remember who I am, even when life doesn’t go to plan.
So if you’re here – welcome.
I’m glad you found it. I hope you find something here that reminds you that you’re not alone either.
Three words to leave you with:
Still. Becoming. Bold.
