Write

Thoughts in your head aren’t yours. Someone’s attitudes. Your parents’ fears. Catchphrases from childhood. Voices of exes.

Parasite thoughts always move from outside in. Real ones — from inside out. And to tell one from the other, you first have to catch them.

Open a note, title it “What I’m thinking” and start writing.

Garbage comes out first. “Why am I doing this.” “This is dumb.” “What do I even write.” That’s the top layer, the foam. Just keep diving. The mind goes quiet and you slip into flow.

Once I sat down and poured out everything that had been rattling around in my head for months. A couple of lines remained. They were about what I actually want.

Until you write your own story, others write it for you. Parents. Society. Anyone who feels like it.

The little that remains after all the foam — that’s you.