Living in survival mode is like wearing shoes that are two sizes too small – sure, you can walk, but why the hell would you want to? It’s heavy, exhausting, and honestly, it’s keeping you from the conscious, joyful life your soul is literally *begging* for.

The part where you’re crying in your car, questioning everything, and wondering if personal growth was just a scam invented by people selling journals. Here’s what nobody tells you about transformation: it’s not fucking pretty.