my inner thoughts are finally paying rent

For so long, I've carried my thoughts, feelings, and stories like a tenant who refuses to pay rent. They've taken up space, cluttered my mind, and weighed me down. They've never pulled their weight. They've just sat there, quietly occupying valuable real estate in my brain, free of charge. And honestly, I never knew how to evict them. It wasn't that I didn't want them to leave, it's just that they felt like they belonged there, or worse, like I needed them. Maybe they were my crutch, or maybe they were just comfortable, filing the silence of my life.

But lately, something has shifted. I realized that my thoughts were no longer just mine to keep. They've been festering, piling up in corners of my mind, and I wasn't doing anything with them. These ideas, these feelings - they had potential. It was time they started paying rent. Time they gave something back.

When I say my inner thoughts are finally paying rent, I don't mean that I'm simply sharing them with others. I'm allowing them to contribute something meaningful. I'm acknowledging them. Not hiding them away, not hoarding them like some secret. I'm allowing these stories, feelings, and experiences have a place in the world outside of me. And it feels like a weight lifted. Letting my thoughts "pay rent" means embracing vulnerability. It means taking responsibility for these ideas that have been squatting in my head for too long. They are mine, but they also have the power to connect, to teach, to inspire. So, why not let them pull their weight?

There's this idea that our personal stories are worth something. That our experiences, our reflections, our unique perspectives are valuable, not just to ourselves but to the world. It's easy to dismiss your own narrative. Thinking it's too small, too messy, or too unpolished. But the truth is, sharing it is the first step to making it count.

This isn't just about writing. It's about understanding that the things we carry don't have to stay hidden. The things we feel and think can create ripples in the world if we allow them to. And when they do? That's when they start paying rent.

I've spent so much time trying to make sense of my thoughts, trying to organize them into neat little boxes, that I never gave them the space to just breathe. Now, I'm letting them flow. And when they flow, they take a life of their own, shaping stories that are not only mine, but in some way, yours too.

It's not always easy to let go of the control. It's tempting to keep the chaos of my mind tucked away, where it feels safe. But I'm learning that its okay for things to get messy. It's ok to let my thoughts run wild and see where they land. And in doing so, I'm finally allowing them to take up space in the world, not just in my head.

I spent years feeling like I wasn't ready to share, afraid to open up about what I was holding inside. But what I've learned is this: your thoughts, your stories, your unique perspective, they deserve to be seen. And if you're not ready to share them, they'll just keep lingering around in the background, never really paying off.

It's time to stop letting my thoughts freeload. They have something to offer, and it's time they start contributing. Because If I'm going to live with them forever, they might as well start paying rent.

So here I am, sharing these thoughts that have been living rent free in my head for far too long. Now, they're finally pulling their weight.