Before you read another word, do this with me. Put your hand on the center of your chest. Feel that small, steady drum. That is the part of you that has been waiting.
I want to ask you a question, and I don't want you to answer it for anyone but yourself. Not for the people you love. Not for the people who raised you. Not for the church pew, the dinner table, the marriage, the mirror.
Is there anybody listening?
Not out there. In here.
If something in you just got quiet — that's where this story begins. And that quiet, the one you've been carrying so carefully, so politely, for so long — it is allowed to speak now.


