We all carry scripts handed down to us — unspoken rules, silent expectations, and myths that quietly shape our choices. Some of them keep us safe, but most keep us small. Naming the inheritance is the first step to breaking it.

Discipline is often seen as a cage, but in truth, it’s the opposite. When we choose ritual, restraint, and structure, we carve out the space to act with clarity. Discipline is not punishment — it’s the ground on which freedom stands.

What remains unspoken holds the most power. Silence around our wounds binds us tighter than the wounds themselves. To give words to what has been hidden is not weakness — it’s the first act of walking unbound.