Finding Strength in Vulnerability

I walked into my first therapy session thinking I was broken beyond repair. Spent years convincing

myself I could handle everything alone. That first hour I barely spoke, just cried.

My therapist sat there, no judgment, just presence. Week after week,

I started unpacking trauma I didn't even know I carried. The shame, the guilt,

the patterns I kept repeating. Therapy didn't fix me overnight. But it gave me tools

to understand myself. Now I realize asking for help wasn't weakness. It was the bravest

thing I ever did. Changed my entire life.