You Don’t Need to Be Fixed… You Just Need to Be Heard (By Yourself First) 🧠📣

There’s a certain genre of self-help that feels like being lovingly punched in the face. 👊✨

"Fix your mindset!"

"Think positive!"

"Manifest harder!"

Cool. Thanks.

But what if I don’t need another five-step plan to become a shinier, glossier, emotionally airbrushed version of myself?

What if I just need to be heard, especially by the one person who always interrupts me: me. 😅📚

Let’s be real:

Some of us aren’t addicted to growth.

We’re addicted to fixing ourselves. 🛠️

Because if we’re not constantly improving, what are we even doing, right? (Answer: surviving. Functioning. Occasionally crying in the laundry aisle because the fabric softener cap reminded us of our ex. It’s called balance.) 🧺😢

There’s nothing wrong with evolving but it’s a problem when healing feels like homework you’re perpetually failing. 😩📓

What if the chaos, the spirals, the 2 a.m. inner debates that feel like Supreme Court hearings… aren’t flaws they’re data? 📊

What if your job isn’t to fix every part of yourself, but to hear it?

Hear the version of you that’s tired 🛏️

The one that feels too much 🌀

The one that’s not ready to be a motivational quote yet 🧃

You don’t need another goal.

You need a witness.

And ideally, one who doesn’t start every sentence with "have you tried journalling it out?" (Spoiler: yes. You did. And it helped. Kinda.)

I once had a full-blown identity crisis because I ate a croissant instead of a smoothie bowl. 🥐😵

I had spent the whole week being "good" journaling, meditating, drinking overpriced mushroom coffee like a Gwyneth Paltrow intern.

But that morning?

My body wanted carbs and vibes.

Not chia seeds and clarity.

As I sat in my car, croissant flakes on my lap and shame in my soul, I spiralled:

"Why can’t I stick to anything?"

"Why am I always sabotaging?"

"Do I even deserve digestive peace??"

But halfway through the shame spiral, I paused.

What if… nothing was broken?

What if my body just wanted softness?

What if eating a croissant didn’t mean I was a failure, but a human?

That moment didn’t need fixing. It needed hearing. And maybe a nap.

That’s why The Rage Within Journal isn’t full of prompts like “How will you crush your goals today?” 🙄

It’s full of ones like:

"What’s something you wish someone would ask you today?"

"What are you avoiding, and why might that be, okay?"

It’s not about fixing you. It’s about meeting you.

And the Quiet Power Affirmations?

They’re not here to scream positivity in your face.

They’re the soft-spoken sidekick whispering, “Hey, you’re doing enough.

You are enough.

Even in your mess.”

You don’t need to be better every damn day.

You need to be honest with yourself.

You need space to spiral safely.

Less fixing.

More hearing.

It Start with you. ✨🧠💬