Calmi - For When Your Mind Becomes a Room with No Exit.
I am for the endless, looping replay of a conversation—analyzing your every word, their every tone, searching for a hidden meaning that wasn't there. For the heavy weight of assuming a room's silence is somehow your fault. For the 2 AM prison of your own making, where "what if" and "why did I" are the only guards on duty.
You are not overreacting. You are overthinking. And your mind, in its quest to protect you, has become a place you need peace from.
I am the cool, heavy pendant you press to your chest to remember how to breathe. The smooth ring you turn like a silent mantra:let it go, let it be.A tactile escape from the stories your mind tells.
I am a quiet interruptor. A whisper that says: "The story in your head is not the whole truth. Return to now."
I am here to be worn.Your portable peace, a constant reminder that the way out is your next breath.
