Rest used to mean sleep.
Now it means relief.
Relief from expectations.
Relief from being needed.
Relief from performing resilience.
Rest is not passive anymore — it’s intentional. Defended. Protected.
I rest because I refuse to burn myself out for a world that will keep asking for more. I rest because survival mode is not a personality trait.
Rest is how I stay human.
And I’m done apologizing for it.
Tomorrow’s prompt: The internet era that shaped my personality.
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