Not Surviving but THRIVING π₯
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Lost in Memories, Yet Ready for a Comeback
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Some days, I drift into the quiet corners of my past —
Wrapped in old laughter, paused dreams, and memories that linger longer than they should.
I’ve been there — lost, unsure, giving so much of myself that I forgot to keep anything for me.
But in the stillness, something stirs.
Not regret.
But an urge. A hunger. A quiet fire that says — "Come back. It's your time."
I’m not returning to the old me.
I’m rising as someone who’s been reshaped by experience, softened by love, and steeled by struggle.
Because now, I don’t just want to survive — I want to thrive.
Yes, I dream of being in a better place —
A life full of genuine love, gentle care, and steady financial freedom.
I’m not asking for perfection, just peace.
Not riches, but stability.
Not promises, but presence.
This is not just a phase.
It’s a rebirth — slow, steady, but unstoppable.
I’m ready to build a life that mirrors my worth.
A life where I feel seen, supported, and secure.
To those who doubted me — and to the old parts of me that doubted myself —
Watch me bloom.
Not in silence, but with a bang.
Because I’m not just coming back...
I’m coming back greater.
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