07/03/2026
I see you sit with it sometimes â that weight, that echo, that voice from the past that wonât quiet down.
To me as the one hearing it? It's loud. It's dark. It's heavy.
I'll admit that, no doubt.
But compared to what you feel, that's nothing.
Because to you, it feels like everything.
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And don't get me wrong.
I believe it when you say it is.
All the pain, all the mistakes, all the things you couldnât controlâŚ
All the suffering, all the brokenness you feel.
Where it doesn't matter if they were things that happened from the distant past.
Or if they were things that happened not too long ago too.
But because of what happened, you can't help but see that...
These are the very things that seem to so loudy define you right now.
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P. S. I have a client tell me they feel like a blight in the universe today.
I feel for them.
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But listen closely okay, and this is me not trying to convince you too.
But my hope is that there will be moments in your day when you realize that as loud as it feels and sounds.
That it doesnât mean it's all true.
You are not your trauma.
You are not your fear.
You are not the words that hurt, the silences that stung, the nights you cried alone.
You are the one who is still here.
And I see you.
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The one who still breathes.
The one who still feels, still hopes, still reaches for something better.
Even when it feels impossible, even when the past seems to shout over your every thought â
there is light inside you.
Quietly, persistently, waiting for you to notice it.
And one day, maybe today, maybe tomorrow, maybe next year â
I hope things change for you.
Not because the past is gone, but because you deserve a better future.
For now, know that being here, being you, is more than enough.
đ
P. S. For N, for C - I'll be first in line to buy your book when it comes out :)
