I’m choosing to reach the depths of my soul.

Not by doing more, but by feeling more—by naming what moves through me instead of swallowing it.

I used to quiet myself to stay safe, to avoid. I’m learning to sit with my emotions long enough to understand them and give language to what I feel.

Expression is my new honesty.

Speaking is my new softness.

And choosing my voice—again and again—is how I come home to myself.

Welcome back baby…