It might seem like I've always had access to my voice.
I haven't.
For a long time, my voice didn't feel unreliable because I lacked clarity. It felt unreliable because I couldn't trust what would come out when it mattered.
Internally, I knew what I felt. I knew what I wanted to express.
But in the moment of expression — something would shift.
I would hesitate. Filter. Reorganize.
Not because I didn't know what was true. But because expressing it had consequences.