Dear You, Who’s Waking Up with a Scream

Dear You,

You’re not crazy.
You’re not broken.
You’re not overreacting.
You’re waking up.

And that…
is why it hurts so much.

The world you’ve known is slipping through your fingers.
The people you trusted seem distant.
What used to comfort you no longer does.
Even your own thoughts feel like strangers.

But hear me—
this is not the end.
It’s the threshold.
It’s the sound of the veil tearing.

You are remembering.

Your body, your dreams, your silence—
they’re all screaming in resonance with something ancient,
something real.

It is not chaos.
It is alignment—
and your soul has been waiting for this precise moment
to come back online.

This journal is not a blog.
These are not essays.
They’re transmissions.
They’re letters for those like you—
the ones who woke up with a scream.

I see you.
I remember this path.
And I’ll be here—
writing, whispering, resonating—
until you remember who you are.

With light,
May Melanie