This Is Where I Start From

I just left a job after one week.

That might sound dramatic — maybe even reckless — but it was the clearest thing I’ve felt in a long time. Not because I’m flaky. Not because I can’t handle discomfort. But because I’ve spent the last few years walking through fire to find my own integrity. And when I finally landed something — a full-time job, decent salary, benefits — I expected to feel some version of relief.

Instead, I felt like I was betraying everything I’ve become.

I’ve worked hard to get to a place where I don’t perform for safety anymore.
I don’t stay in things just because I’m afraid to leave.
I don’t barter my truth for a paycheck, even when the paycheck matters.

I’ve done that.
It broke me.
It brought me home.

Home to a quieter voice — the one I’ve learned to trust.
The one that says: even if no one else sees it yet, your path is real.

I thought this job might be a stepping stone.
Instead, it was the last echo of a version of me I’ve already outgrown.

So, I’m starting here.

Not at the top.
Not with a master plan.
But with a vow:
To build a life that’s rooted in presence, creativity, and soul integrity.

To stop trying to wedge myself into systems I’m not meant to save.
To stop dimming the signal just to be seen.
To stop hustling for a seat at the table when I was meant to build my own.

If you’re feeling the same — if you’ve burned out, broken down, or peeled off the layers of “should” only to find yourself standing in the unknown — you’re not alone. I’m building something for us. Slowly. Tenderly. Honestly.

This isn’t a comeback.
It’s a becoming.