My constant companion.
Struggle is like a clumsy dance partner, stepping on your toes while you try to find your rhythm. Every day feels like a test filled with “what ifs,” and just when you think you’re getting somewhere, you trip over self-doubt.
Yet, in those moments of despair, you discover a spark of resilience, a reminder that growth often comes from discomfort. It’s a bittersweet teacher, showing you that the best stories arise from battles you never thought you’d win. (Nothing. Just having an viva tomorrow.)
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