Truly.
Give yourself the gift of your own company.
Don’t rush to fill every quiet moment.
Don’t immediately grab your phone, start a chat, or look for someone who will tell you exactly what you want to hear.
Because sometimes, that’s just another form of self-medication.
Some people numb themselves with alcohol or food.
Some with constant noise.
Some with “talking to the right people.”
Different methods… same escape.
And let’s be honest:
Have you ever been in a crowd, laughing, smiling, socialising…
but somewhere deep inside you felt like a fraud?
Like your happy face was just a cover?
Or when you’re finally alone: no activity, no conversation: do you suddenly feel that wave of sadness or heaviness sitting right on your chest?
Do you feel an urge to distract, medicate, or escape it immediately?
My sister, that’s not because something is wrong with you.
It simply means there is inner work waiting for you.
Unprocessed pain.
Old trauma.
Buried shame.
Fear you refused to name.
Guilt you swallowed instead of healing.
Your inner self, your intuition, your spirit. your chi knows when something is off.
It will whisper… and if you ignore it long enough, it will start to shout.
So do the work.
Sit with yourself.
Feel what you’ve been trying to outrun.
Cry if you must.
Forgive yourself if you can.
Correct yourself where you need to.
Mourn what did or didn’t happen.
Then slowly, start imagining what is still possible.
Affirm it.
Say it daily. Hourly. Whenever your heart needs reminding.
Because avoiding this work is how people “for want of a nail”* their whole lives. A tiny problem ignored becomes a big crack in the foundation.
And escapism?
It doesn’t silence that inner voice.
It only delays the conversation.
But one day, whether gently or through a life crisis; you will be forced to sit with yourself.
So do it now.
On your own terms.
For your own healing.
For your own peace.
And here’s the beautiful part…
The day you can sit alone with your thoughts, no distraction, no panic and actually feel the present moment without judging yourself… that’s the day you’ll know you’ve stepped into a new level of peace.
A peace you built.
A peace you protected.
A peace you earned through honesty and courage.
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* FOR WANT OF A NAIL
By: Author Unknown
When: 14th - 15th Century
For want of a nail, the shoe was lost.
For want of a shoe, the horse was lost.
For want of a horse, the rider was lost.
For want of a rider, the message was lost.
For want of a message, the battle was lost.
For want of a battle, the kingdom was lost.
And all for the want of a horseshoe nail.
