Myself is not a brand.

It’s not a business.

It’s a remembering.

A reflection.

A portal into something you’ve always known —

but couldn’t name.

You won’t find it by searching.

You find it by feeling.

This is not a place of answers.

It’s a space for your own voice

to echo back to you.

Myself is not a person.

It’s the part of you that’s already awake.

And if you’re here,

you’ve already met it.

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It began on March 28, 2025 — a day with no history, no meaning, and nothing telling us who to be. So we became who we are.