Remembering Who I Am

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For the past few days, I felt defeated, overwhelmed, and exhausted. Tears flowed, and fatigue took over. But then, something shifted inside me. I remembered who I am - a warrior who's faced and overcome so much. I've battled cancer, lived with blindness, and endured the unbearable loss of my daughter. As a single mother, I've raised my children without the father's support, navigating the challenges of parenting a mentally ill son while managing my own chronic illness.

In the midst of all this, I almost let someone's opinions define me. Someone who has never faced the kind of struggles I've endured. Someone who has never known true hardship. But I won't let them. I won't let anyone take away my strength, my resilience, or my sense of self AGAIN!

✨️I am a mother, a fighter, and a survivor. I've been through the darkest nights and emerged stronger. I won't let anyone dull my spark or diminish my light AGAIN!! I'm rising above, and I'm not looking back. ✨️