ONNA B

Hey…Got a minute?

Sometimes, you know the answer before you ask. You feel it deep in your chest. There's a pause that lasts too long. I wasn't ready to say it. So I asked anyway.  

Honestly, I didn’t know. I hoped hearing it from someone else might help. Maybe it would sound different. I asked because I knew something had to change. But I wasn’t ready for that. Silence can do that.  

As silence deepens and you give yourself space, the noise fades. What remains is inescapable: the truth. The inner voice, once buried, now fights to be heard, becoming clearer, louder, and impossible to ignore.

When we ask for clarity from those we love and trust, we want permission to hold on to what is slipping away. Eventually, asking just becomes a way to avoid facing ourselves. Once you hold up that mirror, you see you were never lost. You only hoped someone else would decide. Just bargaining.

Looking inward, the hardest part wasn’t hearing the truth. It was realizing you knew it all along. There’s no way to pretend anymore. You have to pull yourself up by the bootstraps. Make the tough decisions. Stop waiting for someone else to choose for you.

I always sensed the answer, even before asking. Now, for the first time, I trust my own voice and am choosing my path, making my own decisions.

Love you. Mean it.