The Story Behind Moeluvin: Loving Every Version of Me

It’s funny how things come full circle. When I first created the name Moeluvin, I saw it as something else. It was cute, catchy, and felt like a reflection of the version of me that existed at the time. But as I evolved, so did my understanding of it.

Last year, I changed my name from Moeluvin to The PM Maven. At the time, I felt like I had outgrown Moeluvin. That name carried so much of my past — the partying, the drinking, the overworking. Don’t get me wrong, I had a great time. Life wasn’t bad at all. From the outside looking in, I was thriving. But internally? I was still missing something. No matter how good it looked, there was always this lingering emptiness I couldn’t quite shake.

I thought changing my name meant stepping into a new version of myself — one that had “moved on” from the past. I believed growth meant shedding old identities, leaving behind the girl who once operated in survival mode. I wanted to disconnect from the version of me that was still healing from childhood wounds, still trying to figure out what real love meant for herself.

So I let Moeluvin go.

But that change? Yeah… it didn’t last long.

Because the truth is, I didn’t outgrow Moeluvin — I finally understood it.

The version of me I was running from wasn’t something to discard. She needed Mo(r)e luvin to become who I am today. The partying, the drinking, the overworking — those weren’t just habits; they were coping mechanisms. They were ways I tried to fill voids, numb pain, and navigate a world that, for a long time, didn’t love me the way I needed to be loved.

When I changed my name, I subconsciously tried to erase that girl. But she is me. She is the foundation of who I am today. She’s the one who kept going when things got hard. She’s the one who made mistakes, learned from them, and chose differently. She’s the one who survived.

And for that, I love her.

I love her for doing what she had to do to get me here. I love her for being strong, even when she was exhausted. I love her for searching for love, even in the wrong places, because deep down, she only wanted to feel seen. I love her for taking the steps to heal, even when it was messy, even when it was painful, even when she didn’t know what she was doing.

She was never the problem — she just needed more love. More grace. More patience.

So, instead of running from her, I embrace her. I honor her. I hold her close and thank her for carrying me through every season of my life.

And today? Whew.

I am so proud of the woman I am.

I look at myself now, and I see growth. I see wisdom. I see healing in real time. I see a woman who knows her worth, stands firm in her boundaries, and loves herself without conditions. I see a woman who has done the hard work of unlearning survival mode and embracing a life of peace, ease, and joy.

I love who I am right now, in this very moment.

And the most beautiful part?

I’m even more excited about the woman I’m becoming.

Because I know this journey isn’t over. There’s still more love to receive, more healing to embrace, more lessons to learn, and more joy to experience. And knowing everything I’ve already overcome? Whew… I know for sure that what’s ahead is even better than what’s behind.

I value and protect this space I’m in more than ever before. I cherish the process because it’s made me who I am. It’s made me stronger. It’s made me softer. It’s made me ME.

And no matter what, every version of me deserves love — past, present, and future.

So, to anyone who feels like they need to erase parts of themselves to move forward — don’t.

Love on that version of you. Honor her. Thank her. Because she’s the reason you’re still here. And when you truly embrace every part of your story, you’ll realize you never had to become someone else — you just had to love yourself more.

And that? That changes everything.

And this — this is how Haus of Self was created.

A space where self-love isn’t just a buzzword but a foundation. A community where every version of you is honored, embraced, and celebrated. A movement that reminds women everywhere that healing is real, transformation is possible, and self-love will always be the key.

Because we don’t just wake up like this — we grow into this. 💕