🚹 Sometimes I sit and wonder how life got this hard. So many problems, so many battles and I'm expected to win all of them with a smile on my face. Everywhere I turn, it feels like something needs fixing, something needs saving.... and most times, that "something" is me. I'm tired, not just physically, but in my soul. Tired of pretending I'm okay. Tired of always being strong when I feel like crumbling. But I still pray not for the problems to vanish, but for the strength to keep holding on. I pray my time comes. The time when I won't have to struggle for peace...where I can finally just breathe. Until then, I move in silence, carry my burdens quietly Waiting on the day it all makes sense..... 🙂 > Introvert Unscripted™💀