not gonna lie, i don't want to experience a month like this again. it felt heavier than i expected. it drained me, tested my patience, and pushed me to emotional places i didn't think i could survive. there were days i felt completely lost, days i got tired of pretending i was okay, and days when everything felt overwhelming this month showed me how much pain a person can carry while still trying to function normally. it showed me how loneliness can still exist even when you're surrounded by people. but somehow, through all of it, i'm still here. still trying, still healing. and maybe that alone means i'm stronger than i think.