What made it even harder was the quiet realization that no one was coming to save me.

As painful as that truth was, it became the moment everything started to change because it meant the way forward had to come from within me.

Even when it didn’t look like progress on the outside, I knew something inside me was moving. I trusted that something deeper was unfolding, even when I couldn’t see results yet.

But the more I listened to everyone else, the more disconnected I became. There was too much noise advice, opinions, rules all telling me what I should do. And in that noise, I lost my own voice.

So I stopped.