It has been more than seven days since I decided to reduce self-censorship and say what I mean when I feel it. I moved from releasing myself from the burden of “being afraid of hurting people with my words,” to emotional chaos, to a state of near paralysis. For several days, I did not feel like doing anything. Not meditating. Not reading. Not praying. Not listening to music. Not even scrolling mindlessly. It was not laziness. It was depletion. Then, slowly, my energy began to return. I am writing to summarize this period. *** Early in this period, I resigned from my second job (a casual job. I have a full-time job). That decision had been pending for weeks. I kept postponing it, waiting for a clearer signal, a more comfortable timing, a better emotional state. But clarity rarely arrives when it comes to quitting something. That day at work, during a quiet shift, I felt the familiar internal pressure to appear constantly productive. To keep moving even when there was no need to move. Th...
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