A Becoming Story

Perfection is a trap I stopped chasing years ago. Everyone sees the polished version

now, the one who seems to have it together. What they miss is the messy middle.

The nights I unraveled completely. The versions of myself I had to bury to become this.

I learned that growth isn't about adding more. It's about shedding what never belonged.

The wounds taught me more than any victory ever could. Truth became my compass when everything

else failed. This isn't a comeback story. It's a becoming story.

And it started the moment I stopped performing for approval.