I was just thinking about how much of my past life felt like I was constantly bracing for impact, like the other shoe was always about to drop. It’s wild to look back now and realize that feeling isn't my default anymore. It’s like my nervous system was an alarm bell that wouldn't SHUT UP, constantly screaming DANGER DANGER DANGER even when the house was quiet. The sheer physical exhaustion of living like that, for YEARS, is something I still process; it truly felt like I was running a marathon every single day just to survive the 'what ifs.'