
They keep telling you to wait until you’re ready.
Wait until you’re healed.
Wait until the chaos is quiet.
Wait until your trauma stops screaming and your skin stops crawling and your inbox is finally at zero.
And while you wait?
The world spins.
The story writes itself without you.
And your truth — the sweaty, unfiltered, inconvenient truth — sits on a shelf collecting dust like a book nobody’s allowed to read.
Let me say this clearly:
“Ready” is a myth sold by systems that want you silent.
Healing doesn’t happen in a straight line.
It happens in the middle of the mess.
In the moments where your hands are shaking but you post it anyway.
In the breath between “I’m fine” and “fuck, I’m not.”
🕯 The sacred work is never done. Do it anyway.
Start the blog.
Launch the offer.
Say the thing you’ve been scared to say — not because you’ve perfected the message, but because the silence is choking you.
I built this site — Burn the Rulebook — not because I was ready.
But because I was bleeding.
Because I was angry.
Because I was tired of waiting for permission to be a human being.
So if you’re looking for a sign?
This is it.
Let your truth leak out unpolished. Let your rage ruin your formatting. Let your grief speak in lowercase. Let your dreams be messy and beautiful and badly timed.
Just let it be real.
✦ You don’t need readiness. You need rebellion.
Burn the narrative that says you have to have it all together.
Burn the belief that your story only matters once it’s wrapped in a bow.
Burn the rulebook that tells you to stay small until it’s safe.
This is your permission slip to be a walking contradiction.
Healing and hurting. Loud and soft. Broken and brave.
You don’t need to wait for “ready.”
You just need to start.
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