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You are not your score.

You are not a failure.

You are just a soul who tried…

And that's more than enough for today.

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🌅 𝟐𝟑𝐭𝐡 𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐞

☕

The sun rose soft,

and so did I.

A slice of cake, a touch of sky.

I let my heart roam,

unchained, unbothered—

just breathing in the silence,

and tasting peace with every sip.

🍰

No drama, no noise,

just this quiet kind of freedom

you only find on days

you choose yourself.

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"They see laziness…

but inside, I'm drowning in noise.

I want peace.

I want to breathe without guilt.

Maybe I don’t need to run.

Maybe I just need to be… still."🤍

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"To the one I miss without a name…

There’s an ache in my chest I can’t explain.

I don’t know who you are, or where you are —

but some part of me remembers you.

Maybe we never met,

maybe we never will…

But every quiet night,

my heart whispers for someone

it’s never touched.

If you're real…

I hope you miss me too." 🕊️

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May 30th – A Soft Reminder

I woke up today with a strange stillness in my heart. No deadlines. No textbooks. Just a quiet morning and the sound of my own breath.

For the first time in weeks, I didn’t have to run. I didn’t have to prove anything.

I stood by the window and watched the light pour in. I remembered the tears. The prayers whispered at 3 a.m. The silent battles no one saw. The panic. The pressure. The days I thought I wouldn’t make it.

But I did.

Today isn’t about productivity. It’s about presence.

So I made my coffee slowly. I took care of my room. I opened the window. And I breathed.

Because healing doesn’t arrive with fanfare. Sometimes, it begins with noticing: "I’m still here."

And that is enough.

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End of Exam Season

May 13th, 2025 – Tuesday

Written from the heart of a girl who didn’t give up

"It’s done.

The exams. The pressure. The endless guilt and tears.

All of it… is behind me now."

I wasn’t always confident.

I doubted myself, I broke down quietly.

But I kept walking—

not because it was easy,

but because I refused to disappear."

Today, I’m not proud of perfect scores—

I’m proud of surviving.

I’m proud of showing up

even when my heart begged me to run away."

This is my victory.

And I earned it… with every breath,

every cry, and every step I took toward the finish line."

Signed:

A girl who stayed when everything inside her wanted to quit—

and that’s more than enough.

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Post-Exam Reflection

Written on: Monday, May 12th, 2025

Exam Day: Saturday, May 10th

"The exam is over…

but I am not.

I walked through days filled with pressure, guilt, fear, and exhaustion—

but also moments of quiet courage no one saw but God.

Maybe I wasn't the most prepared,

but I was the most honest with myself in the end.

I stood up, trembling, and whispered,

'Dear God, help me.'

And He did.

I didn’t save myself through perfect answers—

I saved myself by simply not giving up."

Today, I'm proud.

Not of perfection…

but of persistence."

A girl who fought quietly,

and never fully gave up on herself.❤

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"A Petal That No Longer Apologizes"

"I used to overthink every silence.

I used to fix things I didn’t even break.

But I’ve changed.

Now, if someone wants to be upset,

they can be.

I won’t keep setting myself on fire

to keep cold hearts warm.

I still care—

I just care about myself, too."

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"I've never truly complained to anyone.

And the few times I tried, my feelings were dismissed — as if they were nothing.

They would say, 'You don’t even have children or a husband. Why are you stressed? Your life is comfortable, and we provide for you.'

Over time, I began to hate the fact that my family spends money on me.

I can't work — not because I don't want to, but because they don't allow it.

So what am I supposed to do?

This world I live in... it feels less like a life and more like a collection of commands.

I love them, truly I do, but I'm exhausted.

Even when I keep my pain silent, they still belittle it — thinking they're easing my worries, but only making the weight heavier.

Since I turned twenty, I stopped showing my emotions.

Not because I don't feel, but because it felt safer to hide.

Everywhere I go, it's the same questions:

'Are you in university? What's your major?'

And inside, I want to scream:

'Please stop. Stop asking.

Why is someone without a degree seen as a failure?

Do you think I chose my mind, my struggles, my path?'

When they tell me, 'Don’t worry,'

it feels like a knife —

like a reminder that they don't truly see the war inside me.

When they ask about university,

it's not concern I hear — it’s blame, it’s judgment.

And when they say, 'We provide for you,'

it feels like their love has conditions,

as if I must constantly apologize just for existing.

No one ever told me the truth.

So let me say it to myself now:

I am not a failure.

I am trapped — between expectations, silence, and a heart that has been screaming for far too long."

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The scent and sight of lavender flowers remind me of a deep calm that comes right before sunset, as if I’m standing in a quiet garden far away from everything noisy. They take me back to gentle summer days, moments when I breathed slowly as if I were quietly putting my heart back together. There’s something nostalgic about them... soft, peaceful, yet touching something deep inside me that I can’t quite explain.

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A gentle beginning, whispered from within.

I didn’t wake up late—

it’s the dream that needed time.

And now, with coffee in hand and quiet all around,

I’m finally ready to begin.

– from Petalwhispers Diary

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April 21 | A Morning of Soft Intention

A warm sandwich, sweet banana toast, and coffee as gentle as silence.

It’s not about the meal itself—

It’s about giving myself a moment to breathe,

to feel,

to begin slowly.

Today, I water myself with care.

— Petalwhispers Diary