#MentalHealth
At 54, I’ve learned that life doesn’t always give you the peace you expect ... you have to create it yourself.

There were years when I carried pain that no one could see. Silent battles, sleepless nights and the kind of thoughts you don’t talk about in public. I lost parts of myself trying to be strong for everyone else.

But with time, I started to understand that healing doesn’t mean forgetting... it means forgiving yourself enough to keep moving. These days, I take things slower. I talk less, listen more and appreciate moments that used to pass me by.

Music, nature, good conversations and solitude have been my therapy. I’m not fully healed but I’m not who I used to be either and that’s something to be proud of.

If you’re out there trying to hold yourself together, please know it’s okay to take a breath. Healing doesn’t mean you stop hurting... it means you keep choosing to live anyway.

How have you been finding your peace lately?