Everyone has a default darkness.
An emotional reflex that kicks in the moment things get hard.
Maybe it’s a fog that won’t lift.
Or a hunger to belong that never gets fed.
Or a voice that whispers: Don’t bother. Stay small. You’ll never get what you want anyway.
Whatever yours looks like, it’s not new. It’s a pattern. And it’s probably been running your life for longer than you care to admit.