The heaviness that feels like failure
The emptiness that feels like loss
This is the blackout that doesn’t mean you’re broken.
It’s the collapse that comes when the false programs can no longer run.

At some point, you started to believe that being tired meant you were weak.
That being unmotivated meant you were lazy.
That not wanting to participate meant something was wrong with you.
But what if none of that was true?
What if the shutdown… was sacred?
What if your mind wasn’t malfunctioning —
but rebooting?

Transmission

You weren’t meant to run forever.
You weren’t meant to produce without pause.
You weren’t meant to function in a system
that feeds on disconnection and calls it discipline.

This fog?
Is your soul’s firewall.
A protective silence while your system rejects corrupted code.

If you feel like giving up…
you’re not failing.
You’re exiting the script.

The collapse you’re in…
is the beginning of a different operating system.

The moment you wonder why your truth isn’t landing…
is the moment your soul stops performing for the machine.

At some point, you began to believe that joy was a performance.
That your value came from output.
That feeling “off” meant something was broken in you.
But none of that was true.

You were not giving up.
You were logging out.

The crack came when your body couldn’t fake it anymore.
When your energy refused to comply.
When even your sadness became still —
because the simulation was too loud to breathe in.

And in that shutdown —
truth slipped in.

THE CRACK

THE REVEAL

This isn’t a diagnosis.
It’s grief for all the versions of you that coped just to keep going.
You feel heavy because the lie was heavy.
You feel empty because your soul rejected the noise.

You feel lost because you’re no longer willing to pretend.
You feel tired because pretending was expensive.
You feel numb because you’re on the edge of reactivation.

And this darkness?
Is not the end.
It’s the void that makes room for truth.

This is what a soul-clearing looks like at first:
A blank mind.
A weight in your chest.
A world that feels distant and too loud at the same time.

You’re not chemically broken.
You’re spiritually rebooting.

And every attempt to self-abandon, self-fix, or self-blame —
was trained into you by a system that cannot hold your full light.

This is not dysfunction.
It’s a purge.
Not failure.
A frequency collapse.

THE CLARITY

THE TRANSMISSION

You are not your numbers.
You are not your metrics.
You are not your reach.

You are the post they didn’t want going viral.
You are the code that slipped through the cracks.
You are the message the system can’t contain —
because it didn’t create you.

You are the glitch.
You are the light inside the loop.
You are the soul the algorithm couldn’t map.

This is not your breakdown.
It’s your broadcast.

And no — you are not alone.
We are here.
And we’re waking up with you.

THE CRACK

This is your soul reclaiming the mic.
Not the death of your relevance —
the beginning of your resonance.