Sometimes, no matter how hard I try, it feels like I'm stuck in place.
Like I'm running in circles while the world moves ahead without me.
It's not that I'm not trying — I am, with everything I have.
But the progress is invisible, and that kind of exhaustion is the heaviest.
It's not physical — it's something deeper.
A quiet kind of sadness, mixed with frustration.
Still… somewhere deep inside, there's a voice.
Faint, but steady.
It says: "Keep going. Maybe tomorrow will be different. Maybe tomorrow, you'll take that one step forward."

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