The Day I Realized I Was Erasing Myself

I didn’t know the term self-erasure until recently, but the moment I heard it, my body recognized it. Self-erasure isn’t weakness or failure. It’s what happens when devotion slowly turns into disappearance, when service quietly requires you to remove yourself from the equation. This is the story of how I stopped proving, stopped carrying what was never mine, and found peace in the quiet return to self.