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𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨, 𝐦𝐲 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐃𝐨𝐚𝐚, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈’𝐦 𝐚 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐆𝐚𝐳𝐚 🎓🇵🇸

💥🏚️ 𝐎𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐦𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 🩹😭

𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧, 𝐈 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 ✍️💔

🏥🤲 𝐃𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐱𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 (𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬) 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐨 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧.

🕊️😔 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐨, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐲 👴💔

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞.

🧒🦻💔 𝐈 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐬.

𝐇𝐞 𝐮𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬 𝐚 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐢𝐝, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐟𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐢𝐭 😭

🎓📚 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐈’𝐦 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐞𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 ✨

𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐟𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 😞💸

💔⛺ 𝐖𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭.

🙏 𝐈’𝐦 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐮𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩.

𝐀𝐧𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 — 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 — 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐲, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐚 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 🤍

🌍🫂 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞.

🤲🇵🇸 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐮𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫𝐬.

💔 I AM NOT WRITING THIS BECAUSE I WANT ATTENTION…

AND NOT BECAUSE I WANT SYMPATHY OR PITY.

I AM WRITING BECAUSE SOMETIMES WORDS ARE THE ONLY WAY I CAN HOLD WHAT IS LEFT INSIDE ME… BEFORE IT SLIPS AWAY IN SILENCE.

🌧️ MY NAME IS DOAA.

I AM 25 YEARS OLD.

AND I AM A UNIVERSITY STUDENT… TRYING TO BUILD A FUTURE WHILE CARRYING A PAST THAT DOES NOT ALWAYS FEEL HEAVY, BUT SOMETIMES FEELS UNBEARABLE.

📚 I STUDY, I TRY, I WAKE UP EVERY DAY AND PRETEND THAT EVERYTHING IS NORMAL… EVEN WHEN MY HEART IS NOT ALWAYS IN THE SAME PLACE AS MY LIFE.

🏚️ I USED TO BELIEVE THAT HOME WAS SOMETHING PERMANENT.

THAT IT MEANT SAFETY, LAUGHTER, AND A PLACE THAT WOULD ALWAYS WAIT FOR ME NO MATTER WHAT.

BUT LIFE TAUGHT ME OTHERWISE.

SOMETIMES WHAT WE CALL “HOME” DOES NOT STAY FOREVER…

SOMETIMES IT BECOMES A MEMORY YOU CARRY INSIDE YOU WHILE YOU STAND SOMEWHERE ELSE.

💔 I AM STANDING NOW ON WHAT IS LEFT OF THAT MEMORY…

ON RUINS THAT ONCE HELD EVERYTHING I KNEW.

LAUGHTER, VOICES, SIMPLE DAYS, AND MOMENTS I NEVER THOUGHT WOULD EVER END.

🌫️ AND NOW THERE IS SILENCE.

A DIFFERENT KIND OF SILENCE… ONE THAT DOES NOT JUST EXIST AROUND ME, BUT INSIDE ME TOO.

💭 I WON’T PRETEND IT DOESN’T HURT.

SOME DAYS IT HURTS IN WAYS I CANNOT EXPLAIN TO ANYONE.

NOT LOUD… JUST DEEP.

LIKE SOMETHING MISSING THAT YOU CANNOT NAME.

🌙 BUT EVEN WITH ALL OF THAT… I AM STILL HERE.

STILL STUDYING 📚

STILL TRYING 🌿

STILL WALKING THROUGH DAYS THAT DON’T ALWAYS FEEL EASY.

BECAUSE LIFE, EVEN WHEN IT BREAKS YOU, DOES NOT ALWAYS STOP YOU COMPLETELY.

🔁 SOMETIMES I FEEL LIKE I AM REBUILDING MYSELF WHILE STILL HOLDING THE PIECES OF WHAT I LOST.

TRYING TO BALANCE WHO I WAS… AND WHO I AM BECOMING.

💫 AND SLOWLY… I AM LEARNING SOMETHING IMPORTANT.

I AM NOT ONLY WHAT WAS TAKEN FROM ME.

I AM ALSO WHAT REMAINS WITHIN ME.

MEMORIES 📸 STILL LIVE INSIDE ME

STRENGTH 💪 IS STILL GROWING IN SILENCE

AND A HEART ❤️ THAT HAS BEEN THROUGH A LOT… STILL REFUSES TO STOP BEATING

🌈 MAYBE LIFE DOES NOT ALWAYS RETURN WHAT IT TAKES.

MAYBE IT DOES NOT REBUILD THE SAME WALLS OR THE SAME DAYS.

BUT IT GIVES SOMETHING ELSE…

THE ABILITY TO CONTINUE 🌙

THE ABILITY TO FIND MEANING IN SURVIVING 🌿

THE ABILITY TO KEEP GOING EVEN WHEN EVERYTHING FEELS DIFFERENT

💛 I DON’T KNOW EXACTLY WHAT THE FUTURE HOLDS…

BUT I KNOW THAT I AM STILL HERE.

AND THAT ALONE… IS SOMETHING.

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