I don't look for comfort in others anymore. Getting attached only makes the goodbye hurt worse, because no one stays forever. So I just help, give and keep moving, no expectations, no lingering hope...
Whenever someone tells me "everything is over" I always remind them itโs just a rough chapter, not the whole story. I don't say it lightly, I say it because I remember exactly how suffocating that weight felt when it was my turn to carry it...
I can never forget things. Nostalgia always hits me. Some things are long gone, but I still hold on to those good old memories. I guess thatโs just me.
Sometimes we undervalue ourselves. We survive what once felt heavy and later look back and smile. Life has a quiet way of saying: keep going, rest if you need, then rise again..