The Room Inside My Mind
Published on HivePostify by @tikatarot · Wed Sep 02 2026
I catch myself, turning possibilities into problems before they have even had enough time to become what they might actually unfold, I catch myself, feeling the familiar urgency rise whenever something refuses to give me an immediate answer or a clear direction, I catch myself, wanting to decide too soon because uncertainty makes me feel exposed and I would rather be wrong quickly than remain unsure, I catch myself, am I actually responding to what is happening or simply reacting to what I am afraid might happen after everything that came about, I catch myself, and the imagined disaster begins losing its authority, and I discover that what frightened me most was often not what might happen, but everything I had already decided it would mean…
I slow the reaction, noticing how many times my first impulse has asked me to protect myself from something that never actually arrived, I slow the reaction, because fear can make an ordinary moment feel loaded with consequences that exist mostly inside my own imagination, I slow the reaction, reminding myself that not every uncomfortable feeling deserves an immediate decision or deserves to become a story about what comes next, I slow the reaction, what would change if I gave this feeling ten quiet minutes before believing everything it is telling me, I slow the reaction, and the room inside my mind becomes less crowded, until I realize that not every thought deserves to become a decision simply because it arrived quickly…
I look again, because sometimes the thing frightening me changes completely when I stop staring at it through the first emotion it first created, I look again, allowing the facts to remain separate from the predictions my mind has already attached to them unless it came to analyze and see, I look again, because I know how easily jealousy, frustration, and fear can make me defend conclusions I formed before I had enough information to begin with, I look again, what am I adding to this situation that was never actually there, was sometimes never meant to happen if only I can control my thoughts out loud, I look again, and what remains is smaller than what I imagined, and I discover that sometimes what frightened me most was the shape my mind gave to what I did not yet understand…
I choose carefully, not because I want to control every outcome but because I am tired of cleaning up decisions made while my emotions were louder than my judgment, I choose carefully, accepting that restraint can sometimes feel slower than reaction while saving me from consequences I never needed to create, I choose carefully, giving myself enough distance to tell the difference between something that truly needs my attention and something merely demanding it, I choose carefully, can I let this pass without turning my discomfort into an action that I will later have to explain to myself, I choose carefully, and peace begins with what I refuse to make worse, and I discover that restraint is not doing nothing—it is refusing to turn a difficult moment into a larger wound…
Watchwords: The imagined disaster loses its authority The room inside my mind What remains is smaller in my world Decisions made while emotions were louder What I refuse to make worse
Here is Tikatarot, who dares you to answer the question, “Who am I?”..
As and will always be reminding you to dream: “As you are still the Master of your destiny and the maker of your dreams…”
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