I Said It, Then Slept for the First Time in Weeks

I had been tossing.

Turning.

Faking sleep.

Scrolling endlessly to outrun my own thoughts.

But nothing worked.

Until one night, I wrote it down.

The thing I couldn’t say to anyone.

The secret that made my chest tighten every time I remembered it.

I dropped it.

Anonymous. Quiet.

No replies. No spotlight.

Just me, finally saying the unsayable.

And that night?

I actually slept.

It wasn’t magical.

But it was real.

Sometimes the brain just needs to unload before it can rest.

FreeTo.Chat isn’t a cure — it’s a pressure valve.

And for the first time in weeks, I felt peace.