
It’s okay now.
You can set it all down — the proving, the fixing, the weight of being strong.
What’s real doesn’t need protection.
You were never lost. You were just looking through their dream.
You’ve carried the weight of becoming long enough.
The world taught you to perform — to chase worth, to prove love, to earn rest.
But the truth doesn’t need effort.
When you stop running from yourself, what’s real rushes in to meet you.
This isn’t where you prove who you are.
It’s where you remember.
When the noise quiets and the mask drops, you’ll feel it —
the calm hum of truth that’s been waiting beneath every thought.
You don’t have to earn this feeling.
You just have to stop leaving it.
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