Bend  the strength and toll of adapting
You bent again.
To keep things smooth.
To keep things safe.

It looks like strength.
 But inside, something’s slipping.

Bend is the ache after.
The part of you that wonders
how much more can I give
without losing myself?

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These are not just stories.

They are anchors.

Written in the after,

after the shift,

after the silence,

after the moment you wondered if you could still keep going.

This space isn’t loud.

It doesn’t shout advice.

But if you let it,

it might steady something in you.

A small pull toward the part of you

that still believes in why you began.

Not because it’s easy.

Because it’s yours.