What if the truth isn’t that you’re lost… but that you’ve never had permission to want more?
You may be in a place where everything looks like it should be okay. You’ve survived so much. You’ve taken care of others. You’ve played the role. Smiled when it hurt. Kept showing up, even when your heart was quietly slipping further away.
But somewhere inside, there’s a weight. A silent scream. Not dramatic, not loud—just steady. You feel it when you’re lying in bed and don’t want to get up. You hear it when people give you advice you never asked for. “Just see a doctor. Try this medication. Get a therapist.” But nothing changes.
Because deep down, you’re not broken. You’re buried. You’re buried under years of “being realistic.” Under all the times you waited for the right moment, the extra money, or someone else’s blessing. You’re tired—maybe even angry—because what you don’t want has become the center of your life.
You don’t want the divorce.
You don’t want the diagnosis.
You don’t want this version of life that feels like a shadow of what it once promised to be.
But what do you want?
That question… feels dangerous. Because if you really admitted what you wanted—freedom, peace, aliveness—you’d have to face all the reasons you haven’t gone after it. You’d have to face the fear. The voice that says, You can’t afford that life. It’s too late. You’re being selfish. You should be grateful.
So, you don’t ask. You wait.
For clarity.
For money.
For permission.
But the waiting never ends. And neither does the ache.
Here’s what no one tells you when you’re in that space:
You don’t need to have the answer. You just need to want one. You don’t need to map out a new life today. You just need to stop abandoning yourself.
There’s one thing you can do. Simple. Always available.
Breathe.
Not the shallow breath you’ve been taking while pretending everything is fine.
A full breath. Deep and slow.
Inhale the TRUTH: I am alive.
Exhale the LIE: I have no choice.
You have the power to breathe—and something greater than you is breathing with you. Through all the chaos and confusion, there is a quiet place inside that still knows how to hope. Let your breath be a conversation with that knowing.
You don’t need to fix your whole life right now. But you can get curious.
What if you started noticing what lights you up—even if you don’t know how to make it happen yet?
What if you gave yourself one moment each day—not to solve anything—but to listen?
What if the real shift doesn’t come from action, but from permission?
You were not born to merely cope. You were born to create. You were not born to settle. You were born to sail.
And every journey begins the same way…
With breath… With curiosity…
With the quiet whisper: I wonder what else is possible.
You don’t need to wait for perfect conditions.
You don’t need anyone else to approve.
But you do need to want it. Even just a little.
Even just enough to take one breath… and ask:
If I weren’t afraid, what would I want next?
The winds may be shifting. Let this be the moment you hoist your sails.
⛵ Journal Prompts for the Journey Ahead
- What is something I don’t want anymore—but keep tolerating?
- What’s one thing I secretly long for but haven’t given myself permission to desire?
- If I were to breathe deeply and listen inward, what might my soul whisper?
- What would I try if I knew I couldn’t fail—or be judged?
- Where in my life am I waiting for permission, when I could choose courage instead?
If I took one tiny action toward freedom this week, what might it be?
