Hello You! It's a new day. Beautiful, rainy with so much hope and possibilities. All you have to do is keep that positive mindset and work on you. Don't forget the past but learn from it. Learn the kinks and nots. The what if, the maybes and why nots as a reminder that you are the one who get to choose your happiness. It was always your choice. Not them. Use it as a fuel to motivate being the best version of you.
Part III: Rising — To Your Self
You don’t rise all at once.
You rise in quiet ways:
by brushing your hair again,
by pouring your own cup of tea,
by stepping into silence and letting it soothe you,
not shame you.
You rise by choosing rest over rumination,
peace over proving,
presence over pretending.
You rise when you say:
“I miss them, but I miss me more.”
Loving yourself again doesn’t always feel loud.
Sometimes it’s soft—
a whisper in your spirit that says,
“I’m still here.”
You start by tending to the small things:
your breath,
your body,
your boundaries.
You speak kindly to the mirror, even if it feels fake at first.
You forgive yourself for what you didn’t know.
You thank yourself for surviving anyway.
You take yourself out—solo sunsets, solo dinners,
walks under the moonlight just to remember you're still magic.
You journal your truth—unfiltered, raw, real.
You laugh at your own jokes again.
You dance in your room for no reason.
You make playlists that sound like freedom.
You clean your space like you’re welcoming joy back in.
You start dressing for you.
Smiling for you.
Learning something new, just because it excites you.
Eating foods that nourish, moving your body with care.
Spending time with people who see your light and reflect it back.
And when the ache creeps back,
as it sometimes will—
you no longer collapse.
You pause.
You breathe.
You remember who the hell you are.
Because rising isn’t about forgetting what broke you—
it’s about building something stronger from the pieces.
And loving yourself again?
That’s not a destination.
That’s a daily revolution.