There were days when the world felt too heavy when everything done felt wrong, even when it was right. The kind of days that whispered, "You're not enough," louder than the voice that tried to say otherwise. And even though it hurt, even though it broke something inside, the heart kept beating. The soul kept showing up.
Being second choice never felt fair. It felt like watching someone hold out a hand, only to pull it back when someone else arrived. Again and again, the pattern repeated left standing in silence, swallowing emotions too deep to name, pretending nothing was broken when everything was cracked. And still, somehow, still… the heart refused to harden.
Because deep down, there was something stronger. A knowing. A quiet voice within that said, You are enough. You always have been.
No, not perfect. Not everyone's favorite. But real. Honest. Unapologetically authentic.
And that authenticity mattered more than being anyone's first choice. Because being true to yourself loving who you are even when others don't see your worth is the kind of strength that no one can take away. It's the kind of strength that builds a life full of meaning, even in the face of rejection.
So when the world tried to say you weren't good enough, you stood taller. When people overlooked you, you looked inward. When it hurt, you didn't run you felt it, carried it, and let it shape you without defining you.
And in the quiet moments, when the storm settled, there was pride not the loud kind, but the kind that lives in the bones. Because you made it through, still holding your truth, still being you. And that? That's everything.