I’m grateful that I’m alive, and you should be too
Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about life—how fragile it is, how unpredictable, but also how incredibly meaningful it can be, even in the quietest ways. I used to rush through days without noticing much, caught up in stress, overthinking, or just trying to survive. But now, I find myself pausing more. I feel the warmth of the sun and actually let it sink in. I listen to the sound of rain and let it calm me. I look around and realize that just being here is something to be grateful for.
There were times I didn’t think I’d make it to where I am now. Times when it felt like the world was too heavy, like the darkness might last forever. But I kept going—and you did too. And that matters. You’re still here. That means you still have chances—chances to heal, to grow, to love, to learn, or even just to enjoy a quiet morning. You don’t have to have it all figured out. Just breathing, just existing, is enough sometimes.
I don’t know what tomorrow holds, and that used to scare me. But now, I try to see it as something beautiful—a blank page I get to write on. So if no one’s told you lately: I’m proud of you for being here. Life is far from perfect, but it’s still life. And it’s still yours. Don’t forget that.
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Meh. It’s alright.
Omg yes this gave me chills. Life is messy, unpredictable, sometimes so heavy… but it’s also full of tiny, beautiful moments if we just slow down. The fact that we’re still here? That’s powerful. You don’t need to have all the answers just being here, breathing, trying again, is more than enough. I’m proud of you too.