The Martyr Code in Your Marrow

What Starving Artists, Bleeding Saints, and Your Locked Jaw Have in Common (And How to Finally Let It Drain)

Your entire culture programmed you to worship suffering like it’s a personality trait worth cultivating.

The starving artist in the garret because creativity is too pure for money and paying rent is for sellouts. The saint bleeding out for salvation because bodies are dirty and heaven loves a good hemorrhage. The woman who endures for love because having boundaries is basically the same as being a sociopath. The hermit standing alone on the mountain because nobody understands him and that’s definitely their fault and not his inability to text back.

And your culture called this DEPTH. Called it LOVE. Called it TRUTH. Called it the price of being real.

And you wrote that code into your bones and then wondered why your life feels like carrying stones uphill in the rain for an audience that keeps moving the finish line and your therapist is booked until March.

And somehow you thought another yoga class would fix this. Another breathwork session. Another podcast about healing your inner child …