It's not about standing on a pedestal; it's about lighting a candle. Your lived truth, laughter, and tears become flickers of hope for others walking similar paths. You are not a chosen one but a link...
I can't help it anymore. The only solution I have is to write about this weird strange feeling I have been having. I already wrote it out in my actual journal, an actual physical notebook, but it just...
It's not about standing on a pedestal; it's about lighting a candle. Your lived truth, laughter, and tears become flickers of hope for others walking similar paths. You are not a chosen one but a link...
I can't help it anymore. The only solution I have is to write about this weird strange feeling I have been having. I already wrote it out in my actual journal, an actual physical notebook, but it just...