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It’s a full moon. 🌕
You set the vibe:
— Candles ✔️
— Journal ✔️
— Wild hair and unexplainable emotions ✔️😵‍💫

You write a list of things to release:
“Fear, control, expectations…”
You burn the list in your sacred bowl. 🔥
You whisper:
“I let go. I surrender.”

And then…
Your pen runs out. ✍️❌
Your candle won’t stay lit. 🕯💨
Your ex texts “hey.” 📲😩
Your inner child starts screaming internally. 🧸🫠

You try to breathe. 🌬
But the incense makes you cough. 🌫😮‍💨
You try to cry with grace. 😢
But it comes out like a banshee with unresolved trauma. 😱

You sit there, on the floor, surrounded by smoke and symbolic ash. 🪨
And say:
“I’m totally fine.”
The Universe replies:
“You sure?”

Then you ugly-cry, journal sideways, and curse Mercury retrograde. 😭📉
You throw your crystal across the room. 💎🚀
It bounces.
You apologize to the crystal. 🙏😔

And then… silence.
Stillness. 😶
Space. 🌌

And in that space,
you realize you DID release something:
— The need to do it perfectly. 💥

Moral?
Sometimes the real ritual is just letting yourself fall apart — on schedule. 📆💫