There was a time I used to be like that.
I would overthink every little word, carry it inside me for days.
One look could break me apart, and I’d spend hours asking myself what I did wrong.
I was someone who lived by what others thought, who silenced her own voice, quiet on the outside, but screaming inside.

But not anymore.
I’ve learned that you simply can’t live like that.
I’ve realized it’s impossible to move forward carrying that kind of weight.
And I told myself this:
From now on, I live for me.

I no longer care who says what behind my back.
I take revenge for every time I stayed silent — with my determination.
The girl who blamed herself every time someone misunderstood her?
She’s gone.
And in her place stands someone who has learned how to fight.
Someone who isn’t afraid to make mistakes, who moves forward not with regret, but with experience.

I’m not who I used to be.
I’ve learned to say “enough” to the thoughts that wear me down.
I’ve learned to find peace in quiet, to stop fearing the noise, to rest my mind.
I’ve stopped running from myself — now I stand with her.

This isn’t a miracle.
It’s a decision.

And you, the one reading this —
If you’re still drowning in that exhausted mind of yours, know this:
There is a way out.
But no one’s going to come save you.
You have to save yourself.
Just like I did.

Because you can’t live like this.
But you can get out of it.
And that’s when life begins.