I Feel Myself (IFM): The Quiet Victory of Coming Home to You
I felt fragments. I felt anxiety. I felt exhaustion. I felt a desperate need to be liked. But I did not feel myself . That specific, grounded sense of "oh, right, this is me" was missing. In its place was a collage of other people’s expectations, preferences, and emotional weather patterns. Finding yourself isn’t a treasure hunt. It’s an archaeological dig. You have to brush away the dirt of “shoulds”—you should be happier, thinner, more productive, more outgoing, more settled. You have to trowel past the layers of old hurt and other people’s opinions. i feel myself ifm
And you don’t need to excavate everything at once. Just put your hand on your chest today and say, “I’m in here somewhere. And I’m coming back.” I Feel Myself (IFM): The Quiet Victory of
I started small. I asked myself boring questions: What do I actually want for breakfast? Do I prefer silence or a podcast right now? What does my body need, not what my schedule demands? I felt a desperate need to be liked