im done.

Hey there, Stranger. 

i’m going to change.

not tomorrow.

not when the stars align.

not when the world decides i’m ready.

now.

when i leave this place—

this four-walled ache i’ve been calling home—

when i move back, breathe different air,

taste a little hope again,

i won’t just be waiting.

i’ll be building.

i’ll be becoming.

this is my revelation:

i am worthy, even when the mirror lies.

i am strong, even when my hands shake.

i am good, even when the world tries to stain me.

i will love myself the way i love the broken,

the way i love the ones who never asked to be saved.

i deserve more than scraps.

i deserve a love that holds me like a prayer.

a man who looks at me like i’m a sunrise he never expected to see.

i deserve joy that blooms even in winter.

i deserve to laugh until i forget all the reasons i ever cried.

i am a badass.

i am a boss.

i am a storm that learned to dance in its own rain.

the universe is not against me.

it’s been whispering my name all along.

and i’m finally listening.

i trust the hands that hold the stars.

i trust the path, even when it twists.

i trust the slow magic in me.

i am smart.

i am beautiful.

i am enough.

i am already everything i thought i had to become.

and just watch.

just watch how my life cracks open and spills light.