The most dangerous place to be is not rock bottom. It’s “fine.”
Rock bottom at least forces a decision. But “fine” is sneaky. Fine lets you waste months, even years, because nothing is burning badly enough. You are not happy, but you are functioning. You are not growing, but you are not collapsing. You are tired, but not desperate. So you keep waiting for some dramatic moment to change you.
I think most lives do not fall apart loudly. They shrink quietly. One avoided decision at a time, one honest conversation postponed, or one dream made “realistic” until it disappears. So maybe the sign to change is not that everything is ruined, but the sign is that you already know what you are avoiding, and it is costing you a version of yourself you have not even met yet. #inspiration