Funny how the world flips on us, right? Remember when we were small, the dark felt like a giant holding its breath, waiting to swallow us whole. But somewhere along the way, maybe between heartbreaks and late-night walks and all the things we never said, we learned the dark wasn't a monster at all. It was a blanket. A little pocket of night where the world stops rushing and we can finally hear ourselves again. The same darkness that once made us hide now feels like a soft hug. The fear faded, the peace settled, and somewhere in between, we realize we've grown up <3