I was biking to school like some miscast main character in a movie that hadn’t been written yet, just waiting for someone to explain what scene I was in.
“I wasn’t rejecting them. I was resisting being erased.”
There were moments I felt like a stranger in someone else’s story. They gave me a role, with their script to follow. Everyone spoke their lines as if they believed in them. I didn’t. So I wrote my own. My words didn’t follow the rules. They didn’t please the audience. Some people got angry. But I wasn’t trying to perform. I was trying to stay true. I didn’t break the story to ruin it. I broke it to make room for myself.
This is beautifully said. It takes courage to stop performing and start making space for who you really are. I felt that deeply. Thank you for sharing that 🙏😊
This was stunning. There’s something sacred in the way you held that in-between state, before language, before performance.
I’ve been writing about this from another angle: what happens when clarity doesn’t come from answers, but from refusing to betray your own signal. That resistance, to being shaped too early, is a kind of wisdom most systems are too busy to see.
I wonder how many more people are carrying that same quiet refusal right now, still waiting for someone to say: “You don’t need to be fixed, you need to be heard.”
Thank you for naming it with such honesty. There’s truth here a lot of people haven’t felt safe enough to put into words yet.
I really appreciate this. That line “you don’t need to be fixed, you need to be heard” says it all. There’s much wisdom in what you wrote. Thank you for meeting this piece from that place. 🙏
This is written exceptionally well. I'm impressed with your ability to illustate moments so vividly with your words. It's as if I'm there reliving the moments with you. I'm a fan.
That last line really got me. I think we all carry a younger version of ourselves somewhere, still listening in. I’m really glad this reached yours. I think I wrote it for mine too. Especially that stretch between 14 and 17, this was a reflection of those years 😊
This hit me into my core: ˝I needed someone to believe in the shape of what hadn’t formed yet.˝
I needed it too so that I wouldn't stop believing. I am glad you didn't. That you kept staying yourself, creating huge impact and magic with your words!
this was so quietly powerful. i felt every line like it was echoing something i've never managed to put into words.. especially the part about being unconvinced, not lazy. thank you for writing this <3
Love your exploration of feelings and your willingness to go deep.
Thank you 😊
Very powerful, relatable and well written. Thank you for sharing your feelings articulated so well into words 🙏
Thank you for reading my friend , I am glad you liked it 🙂
Deep and contemplative. Wonderful memoir.
Thank you my friend !
“I wasn’t rejecting them. I was resisting being erased.”
There were moments I felt like a stranger in someone else’s story. They gave me a role, with their script to follow. Everyone spoke their lines as if they believed in them. I didn’t. So I wrote my own. My words didn’t follow the rules. They didn’t please the audience. Some people got angry. But I wasn’t trying to perform. I was trying to stay true. I didn’t break the story to ruin it. I broke it to make room for myself.
This is beautifully said. It takes courage to stop performing and start making space for who you really are. I felt that deeply. Thank you for sharing that 🙏😊
This was stunning. There’s something sacred in the way you held that in-between state, before language, before performance.
I’ve been writing about this from another angle: what happens when clarity doesn’t come from answers, but from refusing to betray your own signal. That resistance, to being shaped too early, is a kind of wisdom most systems are too busy to see.
I wonder how many more people are carrying that same quiet refusal right now, still waiting for someone to say: “You don’t need to be fixed, you need to be heard.”
Thank you for naming it with such honesty. There’s truth here a lot of people haven’t felt safe enough to put into words yet.
I really appreciate this. That line “you don’t need to be fixed, you need to be heard” says it all. There’s much wisdom in what you wrote. Thank you for meeting this piece from that place. 🙏
This is written exceptionally well. I'm impressed with your ability to illustate moments so vividly with your words. It's as if I'm there reliving the moments with you. I'm a fan.
That’s such a kind thing to say, Krystal. Truly grateful it resonated that way. ❤️
Very well written..could connect to the whole writing.
I'm glad you felt connected to it 🙏😊 I'm very happy to hear that
“I didn’t need saving. I needed room to be unfinished, even to myself, without anyone rushing in to draw the outlines.
I needed someone to believe in the shape of what hadn’t formed yet.
And to recognize that I wasn’t built to follow the map — I was born facing a different horizon.”
Thank you once again for this. This is my 19 year old right now. This is what I needed to hear and remember.
That last line really got me. I think we all carry a younger version of ourselves somewhere, still listening in. I’m really glad this reached yours. I think I wrote it for mine too. Especially that stretch between 14 and 17, this was a reflection of those years 😊
I have been doing a lot of parts work with my somatic healing clients.
It is so nourishing and cohesive to hold space for all our parts and give them a voice and an opportunity to be seen and held.
That is what is often needed and deserved.
All parts welcome at the table.
A great heartfelt piece of writing. Open and honest.
Thank you 🙏🏼
Relatable!
Glad to hear your inner felt that 😊
How beautifully u have portrayed the art of just being a mess and being loved like that
Great work pelle!
Thank you for your kind words. 🙏❤️
You have a way with words, Pelle - painted a strong picture here. Enjoyed reading this!
Thank you Karan 🙏😊 I appreciate your kind words
This hit me into my core: ˝I needed someone to believe in the shape of what hadn’t formed yet.˝
I needed it too so that I wouldn't stop believing. I am glad you didn't. That you kept staying yourself, creating huge impact and magic with your words!
Thank you for this. It means more than you know. I'm really glad it reached you like that. And even more glad you kept believing too. ❤️
Loooove
Thank you Jennifer 🙏😊
this was so quietly powerful. i felt every line like it was echoing something i've never managed to put into words.. especially the part about being unconvinced, not lazy. thank you for writing this <3
So glad it landed that way. That line came from a deep place, and it means a lot to know it echoed something for you too. Thanks for saying this <3
Loved this. Thank you.
Thank you 🙏