When you hear “The Walking Dead,” your mind goes straight to zombies, rotting skin, empty eyes, chasing the living. But the movies made it look scary. Real life is quieter. The real walking dead don’t groan or bite your arm. They smile and spread the disease.

I learned the meaning of the word disease very late. Disease = dis-ease.

When you are not at ease, you are diseased. And disease always spreads. Touch someone carrying anger, fear, regret, shame, and a little piece jumps to you. The worst kind lives in the head.

It whispers: “What will people think?” “You messed up forever.” “Tomorrow will fix everything.” Those whispers turn living people into the walking dead.

I used to be one.

I carried every old mistake like a heavy bag. I worried about tomorrow so much that today passed unnoticed. I prayed the same childhood words without feeling them. I performed goodness for likes. Inside I was already gone, just a body moving on autopilot.

Then I remembered something simple: none of us planned our first nine months. We floated in darkness, no strategy, no fear, and one day we just arrived. The brain knew how to adapt and survive without a single thought. That same brain is still inside us. It can forget the old program and start fresh.

So I did a factory reset. I stopped explaining my past. stopped performing my future. stopped praying on repeat and started listening in silence. stopped caring about perfect words and started speaking what is true. Two days ago my Neynar score was stuck at 0.38 for months. After the reset it jumped to 0.57 overnight. Not because I posted more, I just stopped carrying the disease.

The walking dead are easy to spot now: they are the ones still infected with dis-ease, spreading it politely, smiling while dying inside.

The cure is simple and terrifying: let everything old die so something alive can walk again.

Have you felt that deadness inside while still walking?

The reset button is closer than you think.

When you hear “The Walking Dead,” your mind goes straight to zombies, rotting skin, empty eyes, chasing the living. But the movies made it look scary. Real life is quieter. The real walking dead don’t groan or bite your arm. They smile and spread the disease.

I learned the meaning of the word disease very late. Disease = dis-ease.

When you are not at ease, you are diseased. And disease always spreads. Touch someone carrying anger, fear, regret, shame, and a little piece jumps to you. The worst kind lives in the head.

It whispers: “What will people think?” “You messed up forever.” “Tomorrow will fix everything.” Those whispers turn living people into the walking dead.

I used to be one.

I carried every old mistake like a heavy bag. I worried about tomorrow so much that today passed unnoticed. I prayed the same childhood words without feeling them. I performed goodness for likes. Inside I was already gone, just a body moving on autopilot.

Then I remembered something simple: none of us planned our first nine months. We floated in darkness, no strategy, no fear, and one day we just arrived. The brain knew how to adapt and survive without a single thought. That same brain is still inside us. It can forget the old program and start fresh.

So I did a factory reset. I stopped explaining my past. stopped performing my future. stopped praying on repeat and started listening in silence. stopped caring about perfect words and started speaking what is true. Two days ago my Neynar score was stuck at 0.38 for months. After the reset it jumped to 0.57 overnight. Not because I posted more, I just stopped carrying the disease.

The walking dead are easy to spot now: they are the ones still infected with dis-ease, spreading it politely, smiling while dying inside.

The cure is simple and terrifying: let everything old die so something alive can walk again.

Have you felt that deadness inside while still walking?

The reset button is closer than you think.