Keep writing.
There are people out there waiting to read your story —
people who will see themselves in every crack of your words.
Every unspoken cry you’ve buried
already breathes through your pages.
Your pain has found its voice.
And if you ever doubt yourself —
if you ever wonder whether your words matter —
Read your own story once.
Let it remind you
of the power you hold,
and the hearts you’ve already touched
without even knowing it.
You've already built something beautiful
Out of everything that tried to destroy you.
