There’s a strange kind of clarity that comes at the end of a long healing cycle. It’s the clarity that shows up when you realize your personal life didn’t just change, it synced.

There’s a moment in everyone’s life when the roles we once carried, daughter, fixer, pleaser, peacekeeper, backbone, emotional first responder, just… slip. Sometimes it’s a divorce. Sometimes it’s distance. Sometimes it’s simply waking up one morning and realizing the person you’ve been performing no longer exists. Roles are loud. They’re rewarded. They make other people more comfortable than they make you. They come with scripts, expectations, stage directions, and an audie