I’d uninstall performative wellness and reinstall actual community.
Modern society is a mess of branding yourself as “healed” while bleeding out behind the screen. We’ve traded connection for content—everyone’s a brand, and nobody’s a human. You’re expected to be fine by Monday even if you broke on Sunday. Hustle culture still has people convinced rest is laziness, therapy is weakness, and boundaries are optional.
We pretend we’re thriving, but we’re actually performing survival.
I’d change the way we define strength. Right now, it’s about “holding it together” until you shatter. But real strength? That’s being able to say “I’m not okay,” without shame. That’s knowing how to sort, drop, and rebuild before you explode on yourself or someone else.
If I had my way, every school, workplace, and household would teach emotional sorting like it was basic hygiene. We’d check on each other for real, not just when it’s trending. We’d stop mistaking productivity for worth. We’d stop acting like vulnerability is a liability.
And if we did that?
We might just finally start healing. For real this time.
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