Start Where You Are

I didn’t start here because it was trendy or enlightened.

I started here because I was wrecked.
Because I couldn’t walk without bracing.
Couldn’t sleep without bargaining.
Couldn’t find one part of my body that felt like home.

So I stopped trying to win.
Stopped chasing breakthroughs.
Stopped pretending “healing” had to look like hope.

I picked three things:

🛏️ Sleep
🥗 Food that didn’t make things worse
🚶 Moving just enough to not fall apart

Not self-care.
Not discipline.
Not a plan.
Just self-preservation.
Layer One.

And in those tiny, stubborn repetitions—
I started rolling again.

🛏️ Sleep

Not perfect sleep. Not deep rest.
Just enough to not feel like I died in my own body overnight.

Sometimes it meant a 9pm shutdown.
Sometimes it meant an eye mask and a cool rag just long enough to drift.

🕰️ Sleep Starts with Waking
People obsess over bedtime.
But waking up at the same time every day—even when I was wrecked—was what shifted everything.
The body learns safety through rhythm.
Fatigue started landing at the right time.
Not because I forced it, but because I earned it.

It wasn’t discipline.
It was a survival anchor.

🥗 Food That Didn’t Hurt

No diets. No spreadsheets.
Just this: What won’t wreck me today?

🥄 You Probably Already Know What Hurts
Most people already know what messes them up.
They just don’t want to admit it—because that thing feels comforting.
Bread. Dairy. Sugar. Alcohol. Whatever it is.
It’s not mysterious. It’s emotional.

I used to cling to foods like they were the last good thing I had.
But once I let go of one?
The fog lifted. My brain came back online.

It wasn’t comfort.
It was poison disguised as a coping mechanism.

🧪 You Don’t Have to Go Full Elimination
Just eat less shit.
Then try pulling one thing. Reintroduce it.
See what your body says.

It’s not restriction. It’s information.
And your body’s been telling you the truth for years.

🚶 Movement That Doesn’t Break You

This wasn’t exercise.
This was: Can I even walk to the mailbox?

Some days it was ankle circles in bed.
Some days it was a 3-minute roll on a trail—just to remember I still exist.

It wasn’t pretty.
It looked like a stumbling baby deer learning to walk.
Mixed with a senior in denial about needing a cane.

But it was motion.
And motion gave me momentum.

🎯 What Changed

Not everything.
Not all at once.
But enough.

I started thinking clearer.
I didn’t hate my body quite as much.
I could go to the grocery store without a breakdown.
I remembered that I used to want to live.

This is where I started.

And if you’re here—wrecked, raw, lost—
this is where you can start too.

🌀 You Don’t Need a Plan

You don’t need a diagnosis.
You don’t need a spreadsheet.
You don’t need to “heal” in public.

You just need to feel a little more human.
A little more here.

That’s Layer One.
That’s enough.

If your breath got easier while reading this — that’s Layer One doing its job.

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