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Someday is today

This morning I woke up and suddenly, everything felt different.
Not because the world had changed dramatically,
but because I finally felt it, Life is precious.
And that realization didn’t arrive with fireworks or fanfare.
It was quiet. Gentle. And maybe that’s why it hit so deeply.
I’ve been waiting for so long. Waiting for the right moment, for clear signs, for a situation to finally succes. I hoped that something outside of me would change, so I could finally breathe inside. But while I was waiting, time kept passing. Precious time.
I’m a little disappointed. Not in myself, but in this never-ending “later” that kept me comforted and paralyzed. I thought I was being patient.
But really, I was holding myself back.
Because the truth is: Waiting is just a quiet form of giving up.
We’re all fragile. People come and go. Life can shift overnight.
Who knows how much time we really have?
That’s not meant to be dramatic, just honest.
And in that honesty, there’s a quiet power whispering: Come on. Now. Go.

"I know you’re tired.
I know you’ve given so much and received so little.
And I know how hard it is to get back up again when life makes you feel invisible."

But listen: You are not forgotten. You’re here. And you are valuable.

Not because you performed. Not because someone loved you.
But because you’re breathing. And inside you is a strength far greater than you realize. Maybe today is the day you stop waiting for someone to save you, and instead, you begin to rescue yourself.
Step by step.No pressure. Just love. And you.
You’re allowed to take time. To gather strength.
To be sad.And still know deep down: You are ready.