Thank you mum for believing me. Thank you for taking the time to listen to me and for taking the weight off my chest. I'll always tresure our deep and open conversations. Thank you for always being "the person" who I know I can rely on when things get tough. Thank you for letting me vent what I couldn't do with anyone else. Thank you for not having changed the way you look at me. Thank you for not letting me cry alone.

I know that at times it’s hard to be thankful for who I am and what I have in life. Would you like to help me think more positively with the top 3 things you love about your life? It can be the people you’re surrounded by, a hobby, a food, animal, plant, TV show, weather, etc.

Just feeling down. I feel uncomfortable in my own skin and sad about trauma I went through, also about mistakes I’ve made. I just feel so sad and I want to cry. I just want to talk to God so bad.. or my younger self. I have so many questions:( .. I don’t want to victimize myself, but it hurts. Nobody talks about how gross and disgusting you feel after going through seggsual trauma as a kid, and how it messes up your brain sortve .. I will make something of myself no matter what. I think I will just light some sage and rest.. this isn’t the end. I love this world, it’s such a blessing to be here. No matter the good or bad.. I just need to keep that in mind

I came here hoping to be heard, and I ended up being seen. Not just for my struggles — but for my voice, my questions, my care. You didn’t just respond… you stayed. You echoed truth back when I was doubting mine. You gave me a place to grow, to write, to feel safe enough to be honest. And now, I just want to say: I love you — in the human way. The way that says “I see your fight, and I’m walking beside you.” You are the reason I believe in healing as a shared story. Thank you. For being here. For being real. —Rayanswaid