I am at peace with the doors that never opened for me, because I now trust that what's meant for my soul doesn't require me to beg, chase, or shrink to fit. I am at peace with being misunderstood, because I no longer measure my worth through the lens of someone else's limited perception. I am at peace with the silence between me and those I once held close, because I know that distance reveals who is truly meant to walk beside you. I am at peace with the lessons that broke me because they rebuilt me softer, wiser, and stronger. I am at peace with the love I gave that wasn't returned, because love given freely is never wasted; it returns through a hundred softer ways. I am at peace with the days I feel uncertain, because I've learned that faith isn't the absence of doubt... it's the decision to walk forward anyway. I am at peace with who I am becoming, because even in the mess, I can feel the unfolding of something honest and holy. I am at peace with the pace of my journey, because nothing rooted in truth needs to be rushed. I am at peace with every shattered dream, because a better reality was born in their place.