Day 6 The third brick.

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Day 6.
The third brick.
And this one… it surprised me.

Because before I could lay it down, I had to do something that felt wrong, almost rebellious:
I stepped away.
Took a day.
Just… stopped.

Not a “pretend break” where your body rests but your mind keeps running laps.
Not the kind where you’re still checking messages or mentally drafting the next move.
A real pause.
A day where I let the dust settle without trying to shape it.

And for the first time in what feels like forever—
my thoughts weren’t chained to work.
They weren’t circling problems like vultures.
They weren’t replaying every setback on repeat.

It was strange.
Unfamiliar.
Almost uncomfortable…
and then unexpectedly peaceful.

I realized how long I’d been holding my breath,
how long I’d been carrying the weight like it was welded to my bones,
how long “how bad things have been” had been the background soundtrack to my life.

And stepping away didn’t fix everything—
but it made something possible:

Perspective.

Space.
Just enough space to remember I exist outside the grind.
Outside the chaos.
Outside the role of problem-solver, worker, caretaker, provider.

And when I came back?
I was still standing in the rubble—
but I wasn’t collapsing into it anymore.
I was clearer.
More steady.
More here.

That’s the third brick:
returning.
Not because you’re obligated…
but because you chose to come back with a calmer mind, a softer grip, and a bit more oxygen in your lungs.

This brick isn’t about hustle.
It’s about endurance.
The quiet, steady kind.
The kind you only find when you step back long enough to feel yourself again.

And now, even after taking that day away, I’m still here.
Still rebuilding.
Still committed to this journey, to this foundation, to this version of myself that isn’t running on panic or fumes.

The rubble hasn’t vanished,
but the storm in my head has finally slowed—
and that alone feels like progress.

Part 7?
We’ll talk about the fourth brick—
the one where rest and return start turning into rhythm…
and rhythm becomes strength.

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