it doesn't hurt anymore

It's been almost a year. When you’ve fallen, when you’ve hit rock bottom and watched yourself shatter into a million pieces, remember—no one is staying to help you pick up the fragments. No one will sort through your brokenness to decide which parts are worth saving. That decision is yours to make. So take your time. Stay down for as long as you need. This moment matters. You’ve already been broken, and that’s the hardest part. Now, you can go slow.

You thought the breaking was the hardest chapter? It wasn’t. Turn the page. The next chapter is longer. It’s the healing. The rise. The comeback. It’s the birth of the new you. It’s not easy, but you’re strong. You’re brave. And you’re worth every effort.

You’ll have to let go of parts of yourself that no longer serve you. You’ll leave behind what you’ve outgrown. We’re no longer shrinking to fit where we don’t belong. We’re going all in. Every wound, every scar, every drop of blood, every tear—it was all part of your journey. It was all worth it for this moment. For the person you are becoming.

You’ve had to hurt to get here, to become the version of you who knows exactly who she is, who knows who she’s not, and who she will never be again. Drop the apologies. We’re no longer sorry for who we are, for what we had to do to get here, or for how long it took to learn our worth.

Step out of the box of everyone else’s expectations. Walk into the woman you’ve become, the one who’s comfortable in her own skin. It’s time. You’ve earned it.

We no longer wear the weight of anyone else’s opinions. We no longer let anyone else define our value. Because now, we know. We finally know.

And now, it’s time to celebrate.

It doesn’t hurt anymore.

Now, go show the world what you’re made of.