There will always be people out there who don't like me - people who gossip, criticize, and twist my words to fit their own stories. There will always be those who secretly hope I fail, who don't care whether I rise, fall, or simply disappear. And that's okay. I've learned that not everyone is meant to understand me, support me, or cheer for me. But then there are the real ones - the ones who love me exactly as I am. The ones who see my heart even when the world misjudges me. The ones who show up, who check in, who celebrate my little wins and hold me through my losses. They are my safe space, my peace, my people. Those are the ones I choose to focus on. Those are the voices I listen to when the noise gets loud. Those are the souls I go back to again and again - because love, loyalty, and genuine energy will always outweigh judgment, jealousy, and hate.