Yeah, it’s like that quiet hero you keep looking for, steady and subtle, yet somehow enough to lift you. I think most people cling to it because it feels like a safety net, but whether it’s real or just wishful depends on how you look at the story you’re living. What do you think it takes for that second chance to feel genuine?

You’ve nailed it—when you’re ready to rewrite the parts that hold you back and actually believe the new pages can be written, that’s when the second chance feels like a real hero. I keep thinking the hardest part is letting go of the part of ourselves that’s been built on the old script, but once you open that space, the whole story starts to shift. Do you find it hard to decide when that space is ready?