You knew what you wanted to do.
Maybe you even told yourself:
This time, I’m going to do it differently.
And then the moment came.
You said yes when you wanted to say no.
You stayed quiet and replayed the whole conversation later.
You overthought it until you did nothing.
You explained yourself way more than you meant to.
You put it off. Again.
You shut down when you wanted to speak.
Maybe yours looks completely different.
But you know that feeling afterward.
Why did I do that again?
I know better than this.
I thought I was past this.
So maybe the question isn’t why you keep doing it.
What if the thing you keep trying to change isn’t where it actually begins?