22/03/2026
đź’—x
Today, I sat down for a coffee
with the version of me
who carried everything
before I knew how to.
I wasn’t sure
if I was ready for that conversation…
but I sat down anyway.
She asked
if we’re finally free.
I paused.
And said… we’re on our way.
And somehow, that already feels like a lot.
She asked
if all the pain is gone.
I told her no.
But it doesn’t live in the same place anymore.
Then, more quietly,
she asked
if I’m proud of her.
And that’s when my voice changed.
I told her
she’s the best part of me.
Because it was her strength,
her courage,
her persistence…
that brought me here.
She didn’t need applause.
She just needed to know
it was worth it.
She cried.
And I… smiled.
Because this time,
I understood why.
