The Moment I Decided to Change Everything. Content Warning.
The stale air in my small apartment felt heavier than usual that evening, pressing down on me with the weight of unfulfilled dreams and mounting bills. I sat on my worn-out couch, the remote control clutched in my hand, staring blankly at the flickering screen. Another late-night infomercial droned on, promising a quick fix for everything from weight loss to financial freedom. I scoffed, but the usual cynicism felt hollow. Because deep down, in the pit of my stomach, was a familiar ache: the pain of stagnation.
