There are times when life forces us to pause and re-examine what truly matters. I entered this season thinking I was losing something -- a role, a rhythm, a sense of belonging -- but slowly, I discovered that I was being led toward something far deeper: peace. I realized that not all endings are failures; some are sacred redirections wrapped in confusion. At first, it felt heavy. The arrogance, the dismissiveness, the way instructions came with urgency but respect never always followed — all of it left me questioning my worth. Yet beneath the frustration was a quiet whisper: You don’t belong where kindness is optional . That was my cue to rise, not react. In the beginning, I struggled to let go. I wanted things to be fair, to be professional, to be acknowledged. But I’ve learned that people who thrive on control rarely understand collaboration. It wasn’t my job to fix their behavior; it was my task to protect my energy. And so, little by little, I am passionately m ending my pea...