The Camel — The Weight You Chose to Carry

Once, in a wide and silent desert, there walked a traveler—let’s call him you.

You weren’t born carrying anything, but somewhere along the way you started picking things up:

Expectations

Obligations

Rules you never wrote

You knelt down like Nietzsche’s camel and said, “Give me the heaviest burden.”

And the world obliged.

You carried the weight because you believed strength meant endurance.

You believed virtue meant saying yes.

And for a long time, that was enough.

But deserts have a way of stripping things down.

And eventually, the silence around you began to ask a question you couldn’t ignore:

“Is all this weight really yours?”