HEALING ISN'T LOUD. It's the quiet return to yourself. After years of reaching, trying, proving... There comes a moment where you stop running. Not because you gave up but because you finally remembered who you are. The love you have been searching for is not missing. It isn't hiding in someone else's hands. It's been living in the way your heart still hopes, in the softness you never let the world take from you, in the way you keep choosing to care, even when you've been the one hurting It hits like calm after a lifetime of noise. The kind of truth that doesn't shout it steadies you, holds you, reminds you that presence is the bravest thing a soul can practice. You don't have to chase love. You are love. You have always been.🤍