“You are not here to fix yourself. You are here to witness yourself back into wholeness.”
There’s a voice inside that whispers: "Something’s wrong with me."
So you search. You tweak. You analyze. You try to optimize your being like a broken machine.
But you are not a problem to solve.
You are a soul to witness. A being to remember.
The fixer is not your friend. It’s your fear — dressed as discipline.
It keeps you chasing a version of you that never arrives. Because it was never real.
What would happen if today, you didn’t fix anything?
What if you felt, breathed, and let yourself *be* — exactly as you are?
Not as surrender to stagnation, but as devotion to truth.
Healing happens not through force, but through love. Love sees, accepts, includes. Love softens — and then, by grace, transforms.
Place one hand over your heart and the other over your belly. Inhale deeply. Exhale slowly. Repeat silently: “I am not broken. I am becoming visible.” Sit with that for 5 minutes.
Choose one ‘self-improvement’ habit to pause today. Use that time to simply rest or reflect, without judgment.
Gia V. “I lived in the fixer role — in relationships, in healing, even in spirituality. But the more I softened, the more I realized: I was never broken. I just needed someone — me — to witness me as I was.”
The urge to fix is fear in disguise. Love doesn’t fix — it sees.