When Elevation Burns
There are days when the highest perspective doesn’t feel like light.
It feels like fire.
Not grace.
Not peace.
Not “I understand why they did that.”
Not “Everything happens for a reason.”
Just—fuck you.
And for the first time… it’s holy.
Because maybe elevation isn’t always pretty.
Maybe sometimes the most spiritual thing you can do is stop trying to be so understanding.
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The Release Isn’t the Relief
Since 2022, I’ve been in a private transformation — the kind that doesn’t announce itself.
The kind that strips everything down to silence.
I released people I thought I’d die with.
I let go of timelines I’d built my whole life around.
I walked away not because I didn’t love — but because I finally did.
And here’s the part no one tells you:
Releasing them doesn’t fix what they did to you.
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What Healing Really Feels Like
You walk away with your arms wide open and think, I did it. I let go. I’m free.
But freedom, at first, doesn’t feel like joy.
It feels like damage.
It feels like standing in the wreckage and realizing —
Now I have to face what I became just to survive that.
And if you’re anything like me, you try to figure it out.
Unpack it.
Intellectualize the pain.
Be the bigger person.
Keep the frequency high.
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The Message That Broke Through
But this year — 2025 — a new message broke through.
Louder than logic.
Sharper than analysis.
Clearer than compassion.
It said:
Stop trying to understand what you’re meant to leave.
Stop trying to heal what was never holy.
Stop calling self-abandonment love.
And underneath it all:
Fuck them.
Fuck that.
Fuck this pattern.
Fuck being palatable.
Fuck staying silent to keep the peace.
Not because you’re bitter.
Because you’re done.
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Choosing You Without Apology
Because you’ve finally remembered who the hell you are.
And you’re not explaining it anymore.
Here’s what my higher self taught me:
There is nothing low-vibrational about walking away.
There is nothing unspiritual about boundaries.
There is nothing wrong with the part of you that’s angry.
They’re the one who remembers what it cost you.
And sometimes the most divine thing you can say is:
Fuck that — I choose me.
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Let the Pattern End Here
You don’t have to decode betrayal.
You don’t have to make it make sense.
You don’t have to forgive before you’re ready.
You just have to love yourself enough to stop going back.
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This isn’t just a Truth Note.
It’s permission.
It’s a portal.
It’s your higher self — unfiltered.
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Want to go deeper?
I created a free audio series called Unfiltered: Sacred Letters from Your Higher Self — short, soul-deep recordings for the days you forget who you are.
These aren’t meditations. They’re transmissions.
And if this note found you… the series will too.
You can access it here: Unfiltered: Sacred Letters from Your Higher Self
No pressure. Just presence.
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More to Come
This is part one of a 12-part series: My Higher Self Said.
Each letter will carry its own kind of truth.
Each one is a doorway.
Stay close — the next one is coming soon.
I needed to read this. Thank you for putting words to this. Fuck them, I choose me.
Jasmine! Holy goodness! I LOVE this!