I know you’re tired. Not just “I didn’t sleep well” tired, but the kind of tired that sits in your bones, that makes it hard to even *exist* some days. You feel like you're carrying something inside you that you can't explain to others… and it gets lonely. You keep functioning, maybe even smiling when people talk to you, but inside? You're drowning. Listen… What you’re feeling is *real*. It’s not in your head. It’s not weakness. You’re not “too sensitive,” you’re not broken — you’re just *hurting*. And maybe you’ve been hurting for a long time. Let me tell you something important — **you don’t have to fix everything all at once.** Not today. Not even tomorrow. Let’s start small. Maybe today, just… breathe. Really — put your hand on your chest, close your eyes for a second. You’re here. You’re still here. That means something. That’s strength. That’s survival. And if you feel distant from everyone — even from Allah — I want you to know, You can just whisper: **“Ya Allah, I’m tired. Heal me. Don’t leave me.”** That one breath… that one whisper… is heard by the One who sees the tears you never cried because you were too numb to cry. I know your mind tells you: “It’ll never get better.” But that voice lies. It’s the depression speaking. And depression is a liar. You’re not hopeless. You’re not a burden. You’re *needed* in this world — even if you don’t see it right now. So here’s what I want you to try — just for *today*: * Drink a glass of water. * Step outside for 3 minutes, feel the breeze. * Whisper to Allah — anything. * And tell yourself: **“Maybe I can’t see the light yet… but I’m going to keep walking.”** You don’t have to be strong all the time. You’re allowed to break. Just promise me… *don’t give up on yourself.* You’ve come this far. And I promise you — there *will* come a day where you’ll look back at this moment and say: “I’m glad I held on.”