You’ve had so many tough days.
Some of them were obvious—the ones people could see and understand, and they could say something to you about.
But others were hidden.
The ones you carried by yourself, without anyone really knowing how heavy they felt.
The days you still lived up for your life.
The nights that felt longer than they should have.
You managed it through every single one of them.
Your 100% survival is still standing.
And here you are, reading this on a regular day, and it might feel like nothing—but ordinary days are also proof.
Proof that you kept going even when you didn’t have to.
That matters.
You matter.
This day matters.
No matter how far you wander, don't forget to return to yourself.
