Somewhere along the way, I started surviving instead of living. I let noise replace peace and routine replace purpose. I forgot what it felt like to breathe without rushing, to move without proving, to just be. Now I'm learning to listen again. To slow down. To honor what I need, not what the world expects. I'm beginning to find peace in the pauses and strength in stillness. It takes time to return to yourself, but every moment of honesty pulls you closer. You're not lost, you're just remembering who you were before the world told you to be someone else.