At some point, you stopped naming how heavy things felt.
Not because they weren’t heavy, but because acknowledging it felt pointless.
You learned to carry things quietly.
To say “I’ve got it” even when you didn’t.
But weight doesn’t disappear because you ignore it.
It settles deeper.
Today is about honesty without self-judgment.
🖊 Journal Prompt:
What have I been carrying so long that I stopped realizing how heavy it is?