BEFORE 2025 ENDS .. Remember this: some days you'll rise like you finally belong in your own life - and other days you'll barely make it out of bed. Both count. Both matter. The heavy days aren't failures. They're proof you're still healing, still growing, still choosing to stay. And when the light finds you again - even for a moment - let it. Let it remind you you're still here, still moving, still becoming. Life was never meant to be perfect. Just honest. Just real. Just lived.