I am grateful for ho I was, for every version of me that got me here. Yes, I made mistakes, took wrong turns, trusted the wrong people-but that was all part of the journey I chose. Every detour, every heartbreak, every stupid decision shaped the person l've become today. It doesn't embarrass me anymore, and I don't regret a thing — it's all a part of me and I accept every part of myself. No one gets to make me feel bad for surviving what they never had to live through. They didn't walk my path, they didn't carry my pain, so they don't get to judge my journey. Their opinions are irrelevant because they only see the outcome, not the battles behind it. One thing l've learned - people disappear when you're struggling, but suddenly care when you're doing great. People get mad when they can't be part of your peace after avoiding your pain.