When I was younger, I used to daydream. When I finish X, things will get better. When Y happens, it’ll all be okay.

I looked towards the horizon, hoping things would magically “improve.” I believed that if all the pieces came together, life would get easier.

As I got older, I realized something else. Life is just… life. A messy blend with setbacks and successes. So, I’ve started internalizing the words of people I admire: It doesn’t get easier; you just get stronger.

Expertise & wisdom? It comes from decades of rising back up after falling. Daunting tasks that once felt insurmountable? They eventually get manageable with time— not because they’ve lessened, but because you’ve grown.

So honor your scars because they made you. And keep going! Everything you need is already inside you.