26/12/2025
A cage built quietly over years
by childhood wounds that were never named
by emotions that were told to stay silent
by tears that had no safe place to fall
Years of suppression
calling it strength
calling it maturity
calling it adjustment
Failures that hurt more because they were never processed
only buried deeper under expectations
expectations of being the perfect daughter
the perfect sister
the one who understands
the one who adjusts
the one who never complains
Always giving
Never celebrating myself
because humility was confused with self erasure
I also realised
that many things I thought were mine
were never truly mine
beliefs
fears
roles
burdens
even dreams
And slowly
without realising
I learned to shrink
to doubt
to apologise for existing
But the truth is
this cage was not destiny
it was conditioning
Conditioning that taught me my worth comes from approval
Unlearning this is uncomfortable
painful
liberating
Today I choose awareness over autopilot
compassion over self criticism
truth over people pleasing
I am learning to feel without guilt
to speak without fear
to honour my journey without minimising it
The door was never locked
I just didnt know I was allowed to leave
And now
I choose myself
softly
firmly
fully