There are days when my biggest victory is simply noticing that I’ve gone into freeze.
Not fixing it.
Not pushing through it.
Not turning it into a lesson or a checklist.
Just noticing.
Freeze has been one of the hardest parts of my healing journey because it’s so quiet. It doesn’t always look dramatic. It often looks like scrolling. Lying in bed. Zoning out. Waiting for the day to pass while my body feels heavy and unreachable.
For a long time, I thought this meant I was failing. I thought I was just being lazy. I thought something was wrong with me.
What I’ve learned, slowly and gently, is that freeze is my nervous system trying to protect me. It shows up when my body doesn’t feel safe enough to move, even if my mind thinks I should.
And noticing it matters.
Noticing creates a small pause.
A little space.
A moment of compassion instead of shame.
Sometimes that’s all my system can handle. And sometimes, that’s exactly what it needs.
If this resonates with you, you’re not alone. Awareness is not giving up. It’s the beginning of change. Even when nothing moves yet.
