ou are so much more than this.
More than the emptiness, the confusion, and those days when you feel lost and alone. More than the long, painful nights where you dig your face into your damp pillow, more than the anxiety about the future and what it holds. More than the experiences that broke you down time and time again, more than the lost friendships and lovers that left and never looked back. More than the lessons you learned and those you chose to ignore, more than the regrets you firmly hold onto, in fear that you will make those mistakes again.
More than the fights, the hurt and the anguish, and more than the anxiety about where your life is headed. More