Some mornings, I wake up already tired—not just in body, but in spirit. Even before the day starts, it feels like I’m already losing.
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Some mornings, I wake up already tired—not just in body, but in spirit. Even before the day starts, it feels like I’m already losing.
and then
Honestly? Sometimes it’s just knowing that this isn’t the end of my story. I’ve been through rough chapters before, and somehow I’m still here. On the worst days, even the smallest things — my dog wagging his tail, a friend’s message, a quiet coffee in the morning — remind me that there’s still something worth holding on for. I don’t always feel strong, but I try to keep moving, even if it’s slow.