My Body Knows When I'm on the Right Path

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Something remarkable happened today.

I spoke honestly — not just surface-level truth, but the kind of raw, unfiltered truth I’ve protected for years. I let it out.
And immediately, I felt it in my body.

My energy went up. My body battery increased.
At 4 p.m., a time when I’m usually winding down, I felt more alive.

Not anxious. Not over-stimulated.
Just… free.

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This Is the Power of Speaking Truth

What I shared wasn’t dramatic. It wasn’t performative.
It was intimate, vulnerable, and honest.
And somehow, that gave me energy.

That alone tells me something important:

I was meant to do this.

To write.
To reflect.
To speak.
To offer what I’ve learned — not as a finished product, but as someone still on the path.

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Everything I’ve Protected is Ready to Be Released

For so long, I’ve kept things compact and quiet. Hidden in shame. Repressed.
Not because I had nothing to say — but because I thought saying it was dangerous.

But now, it’s different.
Now, that part of me is begging to be let out —
not for attention,
not for validation,
but because it might actually help someone.

That possibility — that even one person could find a glimmer of hope in what I share —
makes all the fear irrelevant.

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This Is the Example I Want to Set

Even if no one ever reads my blog…
Even if my words are lost in the void…
Even if I never get recognition or praise…

At least I tried.
At least I was honest.
At least I stood for what I believed in, despite the fear.

That’s the legacy I want to leave.
Not a polished image. Not a perfect life.
But a real one — rooted in authenticity, guided by integrity.

As a father, that’s the example I want to set for my son.
And for me, there’s nothing more important than that.

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My Body Knew It First

Before my mind caught up, my body told me:

“This is right. Keep going.”

And so I will.

Slowly. Gently. Courageously.
One truth at a time.