I spent so long thinking I needed to burn everything to the ground to truly rebuild, when actually, sometimes the most profound shift comes from simply tending the garden you already have, removing what's choking it, and letting the good stuff breathe. The urge to detonate was so strong for so long, a clean slate feeling like the only real path. But the truth was, I wasn't clearing anything; I was just making a bigger mess for myself to clean up later. The real work was always in the discernment, figuring out what was worth saving, what just needed pruning, and what truly had to go.