Lately, it seems like everyone I know on this journey, myself included, is hitting some kind of wall. Setbacks. Waves of sadness. Old wounds resurfacing. And here’s the crazy part, we’re all feeling it at the same time. At first, that might seem like a bad thing. Like, Why now? Why all at once? But I see it differently. I see it as a sign. 💡 Growth isn’t just an individual process, it’s a collective one. We think we’re on separate paths, but we’re not. We’re in sync. We’re moving through different versions of the same storm. We’re shedding layers, breaking patterns, and hitting resistance together. And you know what that means? We’re on the edge of something big. Because this isn’t collapse. It’s transformation. This is what happens when you’re about to level up. So if you’re feeling the weight of it right now, good. That means you’re in the thick of it. That means you’re doing the work. That means you’re exactly where you need to be. Danny

Who else is tired of shrinking? Of moulding yourself into whatever version of you makes everyone else comfortable? Of living like a side character in your own damn life? Allowing anxiety to call all the shots and tell me when I can or can't move? Because I’m done. I’m done dimming my light so no one else feels uncomfortable. I’m done holding back so I don’t seem “too much.” I’m done bending, filtering, softening, like I was cast as the supporting role in someone else’s personal TV show. I’m the main fucking character. And I will shine like one. No more apologies. No more waiting for permission. No more standing in the wings, hoping someone calls me forward. 🔥 If I have dreams, I’m chasing them. 🔥 If I have a voice, I’m using it. 🔥 If I have a purpose, I’m stepping into it fully. Because playing small doesn’t protect you. It kills you, slowly, quietly, in the space between who you are and who you were meant to be. So if you’re done hiding. If you’re done waiting. If you’re ready to step into your damn life with both feet Then let’s fucking go. Nobody else is asking my permission to live, so what am I waiting for? Danny

When I went to Chase Recovery to help me stop drinking (a community led project for connection and understanding) I was told a story of two brothers. One was an alcoholic and the other never touched a drop. When asked why they were the way they were, they both replied 'Because my father was an alcoholic' Your experience is your own. Some of us are shaped not because of who we are but because of who we thought we should be. You can question that assumption any time you like.

You know the one, the shower argument. The perfect comeback. You’re scrubbing shampoo into your hair like, Oh, I should’ve said THAT. Meanwhile, in real life, they’re probably eating a sandwich or picking their arse completely unaware of the verbal annihilation you just unleashed… in your head. You replay it all, what they did, what they should’ve done, how they should be groveling by now. But instead of making things right, they’re out there, living their life, while you’re stuck hosting a TED Talk on betrayal… to an empty room. Resentment tricks you into thinking you’re winning. But really, it’s just like leaving your engine running in a parked car, burning fuel, going nowhere. So what’s the move? Keep waiting for an apology that might never come? Or finally step out of the rain, dry off, and go live a life that doesn’t revolve around someone else’s mistakes? Because let’s be real, your shampoo deserves better than being wasted on imaginary courtroom battles. Danny

You built yourself for war. For chaos. For survival. You learned how to read a room before anyone spoke. How to hold it all together when everything was falling apart. How to make yourself small so you wouldn’t be a target. And it worked. You made it. But now? Now that same armor is suffocating you. Now the instincts that once kept you safe are keeping you stuck. Now your mind is screaming for freedom, but your body only knows how to fight. Here’s the truth: You don’t need more willpower. You need to meet the version of you that’s still in survival mode. Not to kill them off. Not to shame them. But to show them… it’s finally safe to live. Danny