I used to think I was losing myself. Truth is, I was being trained to. Little by little. The pause before I spoke. The guilt when I chose me. The tension when I looked too happy. The distance from people who loved me. The confusion I kept trying to solve. That’s how some dynamics work. They don’t always break you loudly. Sometimes they reshape you quietly.

Until one day you look up and barely recognize the woman who keeps apologizing for needing peace. I recognize her now. And she doesn’t live there anymore. If you’re starting to recognize yourself again too, keep going.
You are not too much for wanting peace. You are not wrong for wanting more. You are remembering who you were before you learned to shrink. 💛

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