emotional

some days you won’t feel like doing much.
not because you're lost—
but because even strength needs silence.

you’ve been holding it together,
smiling through the noise,
keeping the world from seeing how heavy your soul feels.

but that doesn’t make you weak.
it makes you real.

rest isn’t quitting.
tears aren’t weakness.
pausing isn’t failure.

breathe.
you’re allowed to feel everything
and still become everything you dream of.

you’re doing better than you think.
and you’re not alone.