🌟 They told me to settle.
They told me to shrink, to give up on the dreams I painted as a child.
They told me that destiny had its own plans and dreaming was for the “lucky ones.”
They told me that my responsibilities were walls, and I was meant to live in their shadow.
But guess what?
Those walls? They’re cracking.
Some have already come crashing down.
My fears? Shaking.
My self-doubt? Wavering.
My people-pleasing personality? Learning to say NO with love (and a smile).
My old patterns? Started fading away.
Some days feel like pushing a mountain; other days, I flow like water through the cracks.
My mantra? NEVER GIVE UP. KEEP MOVING FORWARD.
Dreams are non-negotiable. Life might throw rocks, but I’m building my castle with them.
So, here I am raising a toast to the broken walls and the unstoppable spirit that refuses to settle.