Right now, I feel like I’m at the lowest point of my life. I’m so financially broke that I even had to sell my phone just to survive. It feels humiliating, like I’ve failed myself in so many ways.
But even in the middle of this rock bottom, I want to hold on to the belief that this won’t last forever. One year from now, I want to look back at this version of me and feel proud that I didn’t give up, that I endured, that I slowly rebuilt myself even when it felt impossible.
I know healing and growth don’t happen overnight. It will take time, patience, and small steps. But that’s okay. Slowly but surely, I’ll find my way back to stability, to peace, to a better version of myself.
One day, this chapter will just be a memory. And I’ll be stronger because of it.
