what would you do if being fine wasn’t the rent you pay to be here?
somewhere along the way you learned that being fine was the cost of being included. that your presence was conditional on your composure.
every day there's one live question, the same for everyone. answer it anonymously, see what other people said. it's all gone in seven days.
answer today's question →write down the places and relationships where you feel the pressure to be fine. next to each one, write what you'd actually say or do if that pressure lifted. would you cry. would you leave. would you stay but differently. be honest about what performing okayness takes from you each day. write about where you learned this rule, that being fine was the entry fee. then write one sentence about what you need that you're currently hiding behind the word fine. you don't have to share it with anyone. just let it sit on the page where it can breathe.
- write about the last time you were clearly not fine but performed it anyway, and what that cost.
- consider who taught you that your struggle was an inconvenience to others.
- imagine one day where you didn't have to manage anyone's comfort but your own.
for anyone who treats composure as a survival strategy. for the person who is exhausted from being easy to be around.