Some days, I laugh loudly… but deep inside, I’m breaking in silence.
People see me smiling and think I have it all together — but they don’t know the battles I fight when I’m alone. The nights I cry quietly, the moments I pray for strength, and the times I question if I’m even enough.
I don’t always want to be strong, but I have no choice. Life has forced me to become a warrior — even when I feel like a child just trying to survive.
I’ve lost opportunities. I’ve had dreams crushed. I’ve been ignored, forgotten, replaced… But here I am. Still standing. Still hoping. Still believing that somehow, one day, this pain will make sense.
If you’re reading this and it feels like your story too, just know — you’re not alone. We may be broken, but we’re still beautiful. And we will heal.
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