Life doesn’t stop for you to catch your breath.

No one tells you that becoming a better version of yourself often means breaking the heart of the version that once kept you safe.

That healing isn’t gentle - it’s gritty. It’s ugly crying on the floor at 2 a.m. because the people you used to call when life got heavy aren’t there anymore.

It’s realizing that peace isn’t something you find it’s something you build by walking away from everything that disrupts it.

Life doesn’t stop for you to catch your breath.

It keeps moving, through heartbreak, through loss, through confusion.

And somehow, between the wreckage of who you were and the uncertainty of who you’re becoming, you learn to breathe differently.

You learn to trust differently.

You learn to be differently.

There’s a kind of freedom that comes when you stop trying to be understood and start focusing on simply being authentic.

When you stop begging life to get easier and start demanding that you get stronger.

Because maybe the point of all this isn’t to stay unbroken but, maybe it’s to shatter so many times that you finally learn you can always rebuild.