10/01/2024
🖤
To the broken version of Me
I loved how you looked at yourself in the mirror, naked with every wound and scar yet slowly accepting that you are human after all—and sometimes you are forced to face the truth that every broken piece of you is a reflection of the love you’ve given.
I loved how you embraced every current reality, enduring the slow pace of picking up the pieces, wounding yourself again and again but understanding that it is all part of the process.
I loved how you held your head high, smiling through the pain, holding the bravest and most hopeful heart knowing that there’s always a time and place for everything—that one day, every wound will heal, every scar will become a reminder, and every broken piece will slowly make sense.
I want you to remember—
You survived.
We survived, and we will always survive—together.
🤍🤍
