What's the loudest feeling sitting with you right now? You don't have to fix it — just name it.

The voice in my head isn't a fact-checker. It's a frightened narrator.

What do you think a frightened narrator is responding to? What happened — recently or longer ago — that it might be tied to?

An old habit of bracing for disappointment so it can't surprise me. It's older than I want to admit.

What's one small, kind thing you could give yourself this week while a frightened narrator settles?

Notice three things I did well each day. Out loud, even if it feels corny.