

You don’t have to be perfect. Don’t even try. Not for them, not for him. You’re not a project — you’re a person. With lazy mornings, tearful evenings under a series, impulsive buys, and sudden joy from the smell of coffee ☕Change doesn’t run on a schedule. It happens the moment you decide: that’s it. I won’t keep choosing what’s “comfortable” over what’s “right.”Sometimes, you won’t even recognize yourself. And that’s okay.Life flows. You grow.You don’t have to go back to a version of yourself you once chose to leave behind.Let yourself be loved not for a mask, but for who you really are — the one who stays silent when the world gets loud, who still finds a way to laugh even when it hurts a little inside.You’re not perfect.And that’s the magic ✨🌷Do you truly accept yourself?