06/06/2026
I once heard someone describe sitting in the car for a few extra minutes before going inside the house, and almost every woman in the room immediately understood what she meant.
Not because they didn’t want to go home.
Because for those few minutes, nothing was being asked of them.
No conversations to manage.
No decisions to make.
No one needing reassurance, help, attention, answers, or emotional energy.
Just a brief pause between roles.
What struck me afterward was how many women described those moments almost apologetically, as though needing a small amount of space for themselves required justification.
A lot of capable women move through life carrying far more than anyone realizes. They become so accustomed to functioning in constant response mode that they stop noticing the toll it takes until exhaustion starts showing up in ways they can no longer push aside.
Sometimes insight doesn’t arrive through dramatic breakdowns or life-altering events. Sometimes it begins in ordinary moments where you finally recognize how long you’ve been living without enough room to hear yourself think.
That recognition became part of what shaped Sophia’s journey in The Seventh Gate.