Be patient with your unfinished places. Rome wasn’t built in a day, and neither is a human soul. Some corners of you will always be under construction that’s how you stay spacious enough for growth. Trust the slow work of becoming.
One day you’ll realize the very things you begged to be taken away the loneliness, the waiting, the heartbreak, the not-knowing were the fire that refined you. They burned off everything that wasn’t truly you, leaving someone clearer, braver, and more alive.