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A person sits alone in a dimly lit room, surrounded by swirling shadows shaped like critical thoughts. A soft light begins to break through a window, hinting at clarity and hope. The scene represents the quiet weight of shame and the beginning of self-awareness.

A person sits alone in a dimly lit room, surrounded by swirling shadows shaped like critical thoughts. A soft light begins to break through a window, hinting at clarity and hope. The scene represents the quiet weight of shame and the beginning of self-awareness.

I thought I was broken. Turns out, I just had shame.

I spent years thinking I was lazy, broken, or just not trying hard enough. Turns out, I wasn’t defective—I was carrying shame. Once I could name it, everything started to change.

Joshua Ericson

4 days ago2 min read

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