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Let’s be honest: staring at a blank page feels less like “reflection” and more like being called on without raising your hand.
You don’t know how honest to be.
You don’t know how much context is “responsible.”
And somehow it feels like one sentence could either sound ungrateful or accidentally indict someone you love.
✏️Fill-In-The-Feels is the workaround.
Therapeutic insight, but in Mad-Lib form so you can explore your inner world without stopping every five words to add, “to be fair,” or mentally draft a disclaimer.
A surprisingly clarifying way to look at your past selves and the emotional rules you grew up with without journaling yourself into apologies, footnotes, or a downward spiral.
If insight excites you but blank pages make you freeze, this is for you.
Let’s be honest: staring at a blank page feels less like “reflection” and more like being called on without raising your hand.
You don’t know how honest to be.
You don’t know how much context is “responsible.”
And somehow it feels like one sentence could either sound ungrateful or accidentally indict someone you love.
✏️Fill-In-The-Feels is the workaround.
Therapeutic insight, but in Mad-Lib form so you can explore your inner world without stopping every five words to add, “to be fair,” or mentally draft a disclaimer.
A surprisingly clarifying way to look at your past selves and the emotional rules you grew up with without journaling yourself into apologies, footnotes, or a downward spiral.
If insight excites you but blank pages make you freeze, this is for you.