I Feel Myself Ifm -

At first, the answers were terrifying. “I don’t know” was the reply to almost everything. But slowly, softly, preferences emerged. A love for rainy afternoons and thick sweaters. A distaste for small talk that drains my soul. A weird, nerdy passion for the way light hits water.

And you don’t need to excavate everything at once. Just put your hand on your chest today and say, “I’m in here somewhere. And I’m coming back.” i feel myself ifm

I started small. I asked myself boring questions: What do I actually want for breakfast? Do I prefer silence or a podcast right now? What does my body need, not what my schedule demands? At first, the answers were terrifying

Today, I feel myself. Not perfectly. Not loudly. Not without fear. But truly. A love for rainy afternoons and thick sweaters

That’s the first breath of IFM.

April 14, 2026

*— j.