12.01.25: The Cold Shower

Cold showers are torture until they aren’t. The first seconds are agony, skin screaming, breath gone. But then, something clicks. Your body adjusts, adrenaline spikes, and suddenly you’re awake in a way coffee never manages. I started taking them after reading some nonsense about “resilience training,” expecting to quit in a week. Instead, it stuck. Not because it feels good, but because it forces surrender. You can’t argue with cold water. You just take it. It’s humbling, refreshing, painful, and cleansing all at once. A reminder that discomfort is sometimes the quickest way back into yourself.