

You don’t have to be perfect. Don’t even try. Not for them, not for him. You’re not a project — you’re a person. With lazy mornings, tearful evenings under a series, impulsive buys, and sudden joy from the smell of coffee ☕
Change doesn’t run on a schedule. It happens the moment you decide: that’s it. I won’t keep choosing what’s “comfortable” over what’s “right.”
Sometimes, you won’t even recognize yourself. And that’s okay.
Life flows. You grow.
You don’t have to go back to a version of yourself you once chose to leave behind.
Let yourself be loved not for a mask, but for who you really are — the one who stays silent when the world gets loud, who still finds a way to laugh even when it hurts a little inside.
You’re not perfect.
And that’s the magic ✨🌷
Do you truly accept yourself?