Written by Savannah Chrisley
Published May 2, 2026
Hey y'all! So I'm sitting here on my back porch, watching Chloe practice her cartwheels in the yard while Grayson's inside probably eating everything in the pantry (teenage boys, I swear...), and I just had to share what's been on my heart lately.
Spring in Nashville hits different, doesn't it? Everything's blooming, the air smells like honeysuckle, and there's this feeling of... possibility. But can I be real with y'all for a minute? This spring has been teaching me that sometimes you need to clear out more than just your closets.

I've been on my GLP-1 journey for a while now, and y'all know I don't sugarcoat anything. The weight is coming off — I'm down almost 25 pounds from where I started — but what nobody tells you is how much mental and emotional stuff comes up when your body starts changing. Like, I found myself crying in my closet last week because I could finally fit into this dress I bought two years ago, and it wasn't just happy tears. It was... complicated.
My therapist (yes, I'm still going every week, best decision ever) asked me something that stopped me in my tracks: "Savannah, are you making space for who you're becoming, or are you still holding onto who you think you're supposed to be?" Y'all... I had to sit with that one.
“Sometimes the hardest part of healing isn't letting go of the pain — it's letting go of the version of yourself that learned to live with it.”
Between managing my endometriosis, keeping up with the kids' schedules, running GoodGirlRx, and trying to take care of myself, I realized I'd been operating on autopilot. Going through the motions. And that's no way to live, especially when you're trying to model strength and authenticity for a 13-year-old girl who watches everything you do.
So this spring, I'm doing something different. I'm not just cleaning out my closets (though Lord knows they need it). I'm cleaning out old patterns, old stories I tell myself, old ways of showing up that don't serve me anymore. And yeah, I'm still taking my semaglutide because it's been a game-changer for my PCOS and insulin resistance. But I'm also adding in NAD+ for energy because, hello, I need all the help I can get keeping up with these kids!
Mom called me yesterday and said, "Savannah, you sound different. Lighter." And y'all, she's right. It's not just the weight loss — though that's helping my joints and my energy for sure. It's this feeling of... I don't know, like I'm finally letting myself bloom too. Like all these years I've been a bulb buried in the dirt, and now I'm finally pushing through to the sun.
Chloe asked me the other day, "Sav, why do you seem so happy lately?" And I told her the truth — I'm learning that taking care of yourself isn't selfish, it's necessary. Whether that's through medication that helps your body work better, therapy that helps your mind heal, or just sitting on the porch watching the people you love most in this world be kids... it all matters.
So here's what I want to leave y'all with today: Spring isn't just about new beginnings. It's about trusting that what's been dormant in you is still alive, still capable of growth, still worthy of blooming. And if you need a little help along the way — whether that's medical support, therapy, or just someone to remind you that you're not alone — that's okay too. We're all just doing our best out here. With so much love, Savannah
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