1️⃣ The ritual was called “Maji Ya Roho” — the water of the soul. Swahili healers used it for a specific kind of person. Not the one who was visibly falling apart. The one who was performing fine. Who showed up. Who functioned. Who laughed at the right moments. And who had been quietly drowning for years without a single person knowing. They’d gather stones — one for every year of performed wellness — and release each one into the ocean while speaking that year’s hidden truth out loud. The final