Unlocking the Freedom Inside

Freedom is a taste I felt when I skipped class. That moment when you climb over the school fence, and your heart is pounding in your ears from the fear of being caught — it’s indescribable. The noise of traffic and the smell of dust on the streets feel different when you’re outside the system. You walk, and the whole world belongs to you. While others sit in stuffy classrooms taking tests, you feel like a god. Freedom is a drug. It’s scarce, but it tears you apart from the inside.

As I got older, that feeling didn’t fade. When I quit yet another worthless job, it felt like a childhood escape. Only now, I wasn’t jumping over a fence; I was calmly walking out the front door, leaving all those gray people behind. But the freedom felt the same. In that moment, you realize you’re no longer on a leash. I never felt like I depended on my job. I was always ready to walk away without regret if something didn’t sit right with me. It’s my gift and my curse. All that pathetic management, their endless schedules, and empty promises no longer mean anything to you. You’re free again.

I’ve always had this wild instinct — to leave without saying goodbye. Freedom isn’t just a choice; it’s a rejection of imposed rules. It’s the desire to disregard others’ expectations, to say what you want, and not look back. But, you know, I’m not telling you to quit your job, no. I just want you to find what makes you feel free. Because freedom is personal for everyone, and seeking it doesn’t mean breaking everything apart like I did.

Freedom comes with risk. It can destroy you, just like any drug can. It’s dangerous. But it contains the essence of life. And once you understand that, there’s no turning back.

So wherever you are, don’t look for someone else’s answers. Find your path, your freedom.