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It’s ok you can skip this^{Dear reader, when the world quiets, and the walls you built around you fall, what remains is not what you possess, not the things, the people, or places but the person still standing in the ruins. In the silence, the echo of your own voice becomes all you hear. It is the reflection in the mirror that offers either grace or defeat. It is the only home that doesn't vanish with the storm. The world may forget you, the ties you thought unbreakable may fray, but the love you carry inside is something no one can take away, and nothing else will keep you whole when everything else slips through your fingers. So, when the dust settles and the night falls, let yourself be the one you can trust. You are the hand that will always reach for you. In the absence of all, it is you, the only companion that remains, steadfast through it all. And it is in this very presence, that love reveals its true nature that it is not earned through perfection, but given in acceptance. It flourishes in the understanding that you are enough, as you are, despite what has happened, despite how far you may feel from whole. You are worthy of love, because in the quiet, you are still here, still breathing, still reaching for something beautiful even when the past tries to hold you back. You deserve love in all its forms, because you, in every broken and whole part of you, are worthy.}love, Cio