Some escapes are loud.
Others are layered.
Mine? It was a whisper wrapped in wisdom.
I didn’t slam the door.
I sealed it.
With boundaries. With clarity. With rhythm.
Because when you’ve been through enough gaslighting,
you stop explaining your glow.
You stop shrinking to fit the room.
You stop waiting for the apology that never comes.
You don’t worry.
You stay ready.
Why Worry?
Worry is a thief.
It robs you of rest.
It makes you rehearse betrayals that haven’t even happened yet.
It makes you question your discernment, your beauty, your brilliance.
Worry had me double-checking my worth.
Worry had me dimming my light to make others comfortable.
Worry had me thinking I needed permission to leave what was draining me.
But then I remembered:
I’m not the problem. I’m the pattern-breaker.
Why Stay Ready?
Because the enemy doesn’t announce the attack.
Because manipulation wears a smile.
Because sometimes the ones who say “I got you” are the ones holding the scissors behind their back.
Staying ready means:
• Your documents are in order.
• Your spirit is anchored.
• Your exit plan is already drafted.
• Your glow is not up for negotiation.
Staying ready means you don’t just survive the storm—
you prophesy through it.
The Escape Was Never About Them
It was about me.
About reclaiming my rhythm.
About protecting my peace.
About honoring the version of me that refused to stay stuck.
So no, I didn’t leave in chaos.
I left in clarity.
I left with my head high and my heart whole.
Because I didn’t worry.
I stayed ready.