You see, strong people aren’t born that way. They are built in the fire. They are the ones who walk through storms and keep moving, even when no one is watching. They are the ones who learn to heal themselves when help never comes. They are the ones who rise with shaky hands but unbroken hearts.
You know you’re strong when you stop asking, “Why did this happen to me?” and start saying, “What is this trying to teach me?” You know you’ve grown when your past no longer defines you, but refines you. And you know you’ve healed when you can talk about your pain without feeling it break you anymore.
