Some objects carry more than just weight, they carry history. They hold memories, emotions, and the echoes of past versions of ourselves.

Tonight, I pulled out a blanket. A thick, high-quality throw that has been with me for fifteen years. But I didn’t buy it. I didn’t inherit it. I picked it out on my first day at a women’s shelter, when I had nothing but the weight of my own heartbreak.

At the time, I felt guilty for taking something nice like I didn’t deserve warmth or comfort. But that blanket stayed with me. Through the hardest moments. Through rebuilding my life. Through Shakespeare classes and sociology degrees and late-night revelations about Hamlet and the art of avoiding pain.

Fifteen years later, I’m at a New Ivy League school. And that blanket is still here. A reminder that I chose to be. That I was never meant to simply suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, but to oppose them. To fight, to grow, to take what I needed to build something better.

This episode is about that journey, the things we carry with us, the things that carry us, and the moments where we realize we are no longer who we were.

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Music by Fil Biggs | Goal Getter

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If you’re in a place where you feel like you don’t deserve warmth, comfort, or peace, take the blanket. You deserve it.