I’m not here to guide anyone.I’m not a guru, a coach, or some clean-cut truth-poster.I’m 29. I’m angry. I’m confused.But I see through this fake-ass world, and I can’t pretend anymore.If that makes me broken — then I’m broken.But I’m awake. And I’m not going back.

This isn’t a blog. This isn’t advice. This is a journal from the edge.For the ones who still feel the glitch in the system.For the ones who stare at the sky and know it’s all been a lie.For the ones who aren’t perfect — but real enough to keep going anyway.

If you feel this, you’re not alone.I don’t know where this goes, but I know where it doesn’t.Welcome to Sigil Breaker.The fire's just starting.

You don’t need to follow me. Just don’t forget who you are.— F.