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When everything starts breaking
A first encounter with the kind of pain that fractures what was never truly free.
What to do?
What do you do when it hurts so much,
you think it will break you?
Let it break you.
When the breaking actually happens,
you'll realize it wasn't you that broke.
It was the walls you built
around your own infinite possibility.
It was the places where
you had compromised your inner freedom
for something outside you.
It was the places where
you made yourself small,
not because you actually were,
but because the world taught you
to fear being big.
So let it hurt.
Let the pain build
until it fractures your bindings.