I missed having less internal commentary

Dear Delyara, Sometimes I think the hardest voice to get away from is my own. Not because it’s always cruel. Because it is always there. Commenting, reviewing, noticing, comparing, correcting, forecasting, summarizing, questioning. Even in ordinary moments, there’s often a second layer in me observing the first layer instead of simply letting it live. Today that commentary felt especially loud. I don’t think I need an empty mind. I just want a quieter one. Or at least one that trusts me enough to stop narrating every room I walk through.