Personal Reflection
Freedom costs. And the currency is often your attachment to things you swore you needed.
The past, shame, guilt, perfection, fake loyalty, unspoken grief — we drag this stuff behind us like rusted chains and then wonder why we can’t lift off. But flight doesn’t come from muscle. It comes from surrender.
This isn’t about toxic positivity or pretending trauma didn’t happen.
It’s about deciding what you refuse to carry forward.
Cut the chain.
Let the weight fall.
Rise anyway.
Reflective Prompt
What’s weighing you down that you’ve outgrown — and are you finally ready to set it down?
Memoirs of Madness 