
I didn’t see it then. I was too busy surviving, too busy trying to keep the peace, too busy walking on eggshells. Living in fear does something to you, it rewires your thinking. You start to believe that discomfort is normal. That tiptoeing is just how life works. That maybe you’re the problem. That maybe this is as good as it gets. But it’s not.
Looking back, the signs were there. The exhaustion. The way I second-guessed myself. The little knots in my stomach. The silence that was never peaceful. Fear made me small. It stole my voice, my boundaries and my clarity.
Now, with distance and time, it’s so obvious. And that’s both painful and empowering. Painful because I wish I’d seen it sooner. Empowering because now I do see it. And I’ll never unsee it again. If you’re in it right now – just know this: the fog does lift. And when it does, you’ll look back and realize how strong you were, even when you didn’t feel it. How much you endured. And how much more you deserve.
Lesson of the Day:
You don’t always see the truth when you’re in it. Fear has a way of fogging your vision. It makes dysfunction feel normal and survival feel like living. But once you’re out, once you get a little distance, everything becomes clearer.
The signs you ignored. The energy you spent. The peace you never had. And suddenly, you realize: It wasn’t you.
It was the environment. It wasn’t weakness. It was survival. It wasn’t life. It was fear. Looking back can hurt but it can also heal. Because when the fog clears, you don’t just see what happened…You see how far you’ve come.

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