Original Advice
“DO: Name the feeling out loud before reacting.”
Call It By Its Real Name
You leap to fix, to flee, to forgive, then wonder why the wreckage looks familiar. The feeling wasn’t a mystery; you just refused to say its name. Anger wears a halo. Loneliness borrows someone else’s voice. Jealousy dresses up as fairness. Speak it out loud. Strip the costume. Not poetic. Not pretty. Use the small, blunt words children use.
Naming is the handbrake. It interrupts the trance that drags you into old scenes. Sound the word and the theater lights come on. Your body drops the siren. Your thumbs stop composing essays. Your mouth stops inventing law. When you call it “fear,” you don’t call your ex. When you call it “sad,” you stop rescuing strangers. The right name buys you time you can spend wisely.
Cosmic Context
You are mutable water, built to merge and mimic. Naming is your anchor on a moon-tossed sea; it keeps the ship yours.
Action
──────Say out loud: This is anger, before sending any text.
✨ You are allowed to choose words before actions, and silence before both. ✨