The Surge
Today I felt the surge again.
The kind that rises fast inside your chest.
The kind that used to control my reactions.
Noise. People. Chaos in a small space.
Voices getting louder. Emotions rising.
I felt it all.
I wanted to run. I wanted to hide.
I’ve seen this all before.
They wanted my response.
That never came.
I stood there, breathed, spoke calmly, and waited for the room to settle.
That’s new for me.
Not that I never felt this surge before.
I just handled it differently this time.
Instead of being the peacekeeper.
Or the voice of reason.
I let them figure it out and protected my energy.
Today I went through it without becoming it.
And that’s growth you can’t fake.
You don’t stop feeling things.
You just stop letting them drive the car.
And that’s what I did.
I won’t lie. It was the same result inside my body.
I just know from the work I’ve been doing — this will all pass in time.
I didn’t react how I used to and run into depression saying
“WHY ME!!”
Instead, I’m learning — this is me. And I got this.
Peace, love, and harmony.
💚💯
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