What No One Sees When You’re Becoming Her
They didn’t see the spiral — but they’ll feel the transmission.
I’m not going to lie — I’ve been spiraling. And not in the cute, aligned, “oh I’m just moving through it, everything is fine” kind of way. I’m talking full-on exhaustion, questioning everything, staring into space wondering how the hell am I still holding this shit together?
The kind of spiral where your house still isn’t sold. Where you’ve got bills to pay, deadlines breathing down your neck, and a body that feels like it’s had enough. And yet somehow, you’re still standing. Still writing. Still creating. Still showing up. Alone.
I felt the shift before I could explain it.
The wind was still, and then it wasn’t.
My body was tired, but my soul? Lit.
And that’s how I knew — this was more than a breakdown.
It was an initiation.
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