no one will ever know how hard it's been for me and how much pain i've had to endure. no one knows how many nights i cried in silence, how many times i felt like giving up, or how i kept going when everything felt too heavy. they only see me smiling, not the battles i fought behind closed doors. they don't know how many times i had to pick myself up when no one was there to help me. but i survived every difficult day that tried to break me, and that alone is something i will always be proud of.