Becoming is not a straight path it’s a series of silent battles fought behind closed doors. Most people will only see the results, never the process. They’ll see your calm and call it luck, your confidence and call it arrogance, your wisdom and call it distance. But only you know what it took to rise from the version of yourself that no longer fit.

There’s a certain heaviness that comes with transformation a weight not everyone is built to carry. It’s the pressure of growing when no one understands you, the pain of outgrowing environments that once felt like home, the loneliness of realizing that peace often requires separation. But growth demands discomfort. You cannot become who you were meant to be while staying who you were.