What a Difference a Year Makes
- Jorge Estévez
- Mar 25
- 2 min read
A year ago…I wasn’t sure I would still be here.
My health was failing. My body was breaking down. And I was deteriorating fast.
In less than 18 months…I went from 230 lbs… to 290… down to 200.
My body was under attack.
My Rheumatoid Arthritis was out of control.
Pain wasn’t occasional… it was constant.
It was my companion.
And while my body suffered…my mind was under siege.
Backbiters.
False witnesses.
Noise. Pressure. Weight.
But my soul…
My soul stayed still.
Rooted.
Grounded.
Unshaken.
In Love.
While my body and mind fought their battles…
my soul stayed connected to the Source.
Now understand this—
I am not a religious man.
I don’t claim to know everything.
But I am certain of what I do know.
And in a world where uncertainty has become normal… certainty makes people uncomfortable.
They call it arrogance.
They call it ignorance.
But I call it truth felt.
I am certain of this:
God is Love.
If I had to reduce the entire Bible into one truth, it would be this:
“God is love.” — 1 John 4:8
That is the foundation.
But everything changed for me when I stopped treating God like a noun…
and started living it like a verb.
God became something I do.
God became something I am.
I am Love.
And it started with something most people avoid—
I learned to love myself first.
Every day.
I changed the way I spoke to myself.
Because the truth is… my self-talk was toxic.
So I asked myself:
Would I speak to my son this way?
The answer was no.
So I changed it.
I became disciplined in my thoughts.
Intentional with my words.
Protective of my energy.
I set boundaries.
Real ones.
And I made a decision that changed everything:
I surrendered my will… to Love.
The last six years have tested me in ways most people will never understand.
Physically.
Mentally.
Emotionally.
But through it all—
My soul never moved.
My faith never broke.
Because it wasn’t faith in outcomes…
It was faith in Love.
something shifted.
In December 2025…
my medications were changed.
And for the first time in a long time—
The pain paused.
That constant weight… lifted.
And in that space…
I remembered what it felt like to live again.
To move.
To breathe.
To be.
I don’t take that lightly.
I don’t call it luck.
I call it what it is—
A gift.
A moment.
A miracle written by something greater than me.
The Storywriter.
And if you asked me today—
Would I change anything?
The pain?
The struggle?
The lessons?
No.
Not a single thing.
Because all of it led me here.
Clearer.
Stronger.
Rooted.
I am not perfect.
I am not finished.
But I am certain of this:
I am Love.
And I will continue to live it.
Every day.
I am W.O.L.F.
Warrior of Love and Freedom.
I am Wolf Witman.
If this spoke to you… share it with someone who needs to remember—
Love still wins. - Thank you
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