In2It Health

This is for my people who think things should be one way and it feels like it might break you to except that it just is not.

Don't let it break you... just break the fu***ng spell!!!

➡️ Sometimes peace is realizing it was never your table to sit at.

There are spells we live under that have nothing to do with incense, witchcraft, or whatever people want to imagine. They have to do with meaning. Repetition. Loyalty. The stories that get built into us so deeply we mistake them for truth.

Family is one of the strongest spells there is.

The spell says you should have a seat at the table. That blood should mean belonging. That love should make room for you. That if you keep showing up, keep loving, keep trying to understand, eventually someone will turn toward you cleanly.

And when that doesn’t happen, the pain is not only that it hurts. The pain is that the spell keeps telling you it should be different. So you bleed life force trying to belong where your presence is inconvenient, trying to stay open in systems built on distortion, trying to make sense of tables that seem to get more comfortable the minute you’re gone.

That kind of thing will have you questioning your worth, your memory, your role, your right to walk away. It will have you chewing on scraps and calling it hope. It will have you standing outside a locked door wondering if maybe you just need to knock better.

At some point, though, something in you gets sharp.

You stop asking why they are like that. You stop trying to solve the psychology of people committed to their own comfort. You stop pouring your sacred life force into relationships, roles, and expectations that run on a script instead of truth.

And that is the break in the spell.

Not when they wake up.
Not when they apologize.
Not when they finally decide to see you.

When you do.

When you realize that not having a seat at the wrong table is not a punishment. It’s information.
When you realize that “should” has been bleeding you dry.
When you realize you are allowed to choose what is outside the spell, even if other people are still in there holding hands and passing the bu****it around like garlic bread.

That’s where the life starts to come back.

There is grief in that, absolutely. Real grief. But there is also relief. There is something almost holy about no longer needing your life to match the lie in order to feel okay.

And I’ll tell you this much: feeling fu***ng awesome in spite of the spell is not delusion. It’s what happens when your life force finally stops feeding what was never feeding you back.

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Happy Independence Day!!

I'm zooming way in and making this day about personal independence.

Do you feel me?

Only you know your truth. Only you can stand on your own 2 feet and move through life. Only you can create your life on purpose.

Do not let your mirrors strip you of your essence. Some of us do that because we feel everything and sometimes can not discern what is theirs and what is ours.

That's where the work lies. Do your own work of discovering what makes you tic and how to operate your human more intentionally to create the life you want.

And all you all... we love to make money and being loved by who is suppose to love us the powerful part that creates a better foot hold for independence. But independence is an inside job.

DECIDE your worth it
DECIDE what YOU want and feel are important
DECIDE this life is worth living on your own terms.
DECIDE others opinions of you are just their opinion.

I think maybe independence is earn and fought for. But the fight is only with yourself.

Carry on 🔥👏😘