I felt like a leaf being tossed and turned in the rapids—completely powerless, overtaken by emotions I didn’t understand. I had no clarity, no control, and most painfully, I couldn’t give or receive love. Then, like so many of us experience, the moment came when everything fell apart. The shit hit the fan.

Loss. Addictions. Physical decline. Toxic relationships.

Each hit harder than the last, forcing me to finally confront myself—my spiritual, emotional, and physical existence. That’s when I stopped running. Instead of escaping, I turned inwards. I sat in the silence. I embraced the noise. I let every suppressed emotion rise to the surface. The good. The bad. The unbearable. And I did something radical—I listened.