#2025reflection

This year taught me that endurance is not always a virtue, and effort alone does not give something value.

I spent much of this year trying to understand others— forgiving what still hurt, waiting for clarity from people who never intended to be clear.

2025 showed me that silence is an answer, and not choosing is, in itself, a choice.

I learned that my feelings were never wrong. I was not weak for feeling pain. I was simply standing in a place where I should not have stayed for so long.

I do not need to be everyone’s good person. I do not need to understand every reason. I do not need to carry relationships that require me to shrink myself to survive.

This year gave me the courage to say: I have tried enough.

And stopping is not failure. It is the return of my power.

I accept that some things must end. Even if the heart still feels. Even if the memories remain. I choose not to stay in the same cycle again.

2025 did not break me. It shed my skin.

It removed the patience that cost me myself. It stripped away hope with no real ground. And it left me closer to who I truly am— more honest, more awake, more whole.

As I close this year, I do not ask for anyone to come back. I do not ask for anyone to change.

I ask for one thing only:

May I never betray myself again.