For most of my life, it was easier to see myself as a failure. Not because I wanted to believe that about myself — but because it hurt less. When something didn't work out, when I took a wrong turn, when life didn't look the way I thought it was supposed to look, the story of I am a failure was already there, ready and waiting. It became my identity before I even realised I had chosen it. And the strange, exhausting contradiction? Alongside that belief lived a burning, relent

**Please read this slowly and simply take the time to feel what you are feeling inside...** Your body has been keeping score this whole time. Not in a dramatic way. Not in a *breakdown on the kitchen floor* way. In the quiet, persistent way that shows up as the tight chest before a conversation you're dreading. The exhaustion that sleep doesn't fix. The way you brace yourself before walking into a room. The low hum of anxiety that you've had for so long, you've started callin