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When everything broke, I finally saw who was holding me.

_lettersofarmawin_ [29.07.25]

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There’s beauty in the delay. There’s mercy in the detour.

_lettersofwannawin_ [29.07.25]

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Some questions

never got answered.

Some wounds

never got an apology.

But healing came anyway—

not in closure,

but in choosing to live without it.

_lettersofhannawin_

[23.07.25]

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I’ve learned to keep going...

even when I don’t feel strong,

even when I’m holding broken pieces.

_lettersofhannawin_

[22.07.25]

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Sometimes the bravest thing you can do is step out of the storm you no longer need to be in. Peace starts when we stop chasing what keeps hurting us.

_lettersofhannawin_ [21.07.25]

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If it brought you peace,

It wasn’t a waste.

Even endings can be

a soft kind of mercy.

_lettersofannawin_

[14.07.25]

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Loneliness can whisper lies that

chaos feels like comfort. But with

time, healing teaches us we’d rather

wait in peace than settle in storms

just to feel less alone.

_lettersofannawin_

[02.07.25]

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July isn’t just a new month. It’s a second chance to breathe deeper and to remember that your worth is not tied to how productive you are.

_lettersofhannawin_ [01.07.25]

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Real love stays through the storms, not just the sunsets.

_lettersofhannawin_ [30.06.25]

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Dear Past Me,

I remember how much you carried in silence. I remember the nights you questioned if you’d ever feel light again.

But look at you now. You kept showing up, even when it was hard. You kept choosing peace, even when chaos felt more familiar. You didn’t bloom overnight... but you bloomed anyway.

And that was enough. That is enough.

_lettersofhannawin_ [26.06.25]

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Joy and grief can sit at the same table. You can feel both deeply. You can laugh and miss them at the same time. You can smile and still feel the pain.

Just embrace both: The sun, the shadow, and everything in between.

_lettersofhanawin_ [16.06.25]

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You survived without the love you needed. Now you’re learning how to receive the love you deserve.

_lettersofhanawin_ [12.06.25]

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It wasn’t just what they said. It’s what they made you believe about yourself.

Sometimes, the words were softly spoken but they were heavy. They shaped the way you saw yourself. But you’re allowed to unlearn that. You’re allowed to begin again.

_lettersofhanawin_ [11.06.25]

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The new kind of rich is peace. [10.06.25] _lettersofannawin_

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What if the waiting isn’t punishment... but preparation? What if the silence isn’t absent... but sacred space for your soul to breathe? _lettersofhanawin_ [09.06.25]

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The body remembers what the mind tries to forget. You may not recall every detail, but your body still flinches at certain tones, still tightens at certain names. Because some wounds don’t just live in memory— they live in muscle, in breath, in silence. And healing often begins where words have yet to reach.

_lettersofanawin_ [05.06.25]

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Not every month is for racing. Some are for resting. And if June is for slow blooms, let me be okay with that too.

_lettersofanawin_ [02.06.25]