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“Reality: The Life I’m Learning to Carry…”


Day 5 Task

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“Reality: The Life I’m Learning to Carry…”



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Every story has two sides…
one we dream of,
and one we live through.

This is the part of my life
that shaped me quietly.



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REALITY VERSION — My Life, As It Is ❤️



My reality isn’t dramatic…

but it hasn’t been soft either.
It’s a journey of holding myself together
on days I felt everything slipping apart.


A life where I learned to smile
even when my eyes were tired,
to stand strong
even when my heart felt heavy,
to speak softly
even when the world wasn’t gentle to me.


There were days I laughed loudly

and nights I cried silently —
and somehow both became my strength.

I’ve fought battles no one has seen,
carried burdens no one has named,
and healed wounds
that no one clapped for.


But still… I wake up each day

choosing to continue,
choosing to grow,
choosing myself

even when it’s hard.

My reality taught me this:
strength is not loud,
and survival is not dramatic —
it’s quiet,
it’s personal,
it’s the courage to keep living
even when life feels heavier than expected.


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Reality isn’t perfect…

but it made me who I am today —
someone who still believes,

still hopes,

still chooses to rise
no matter what life brings.



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woww nice nice
 

Day 5 Task

✨


“Reality: The Life I’m Learning to Carry…”



✨


Every story has two sides…
one we dream of,
and one we live through.

This is the part of my life
that shaped me quietly.



✨

REALITY VERSION — My Life, As It Is ❤️



My reality isn’t dramatic…

but it hasn’t been soft either.
It’s a journey of holding myself together
on days I felt everything slipping apart.


A life where I learned to smile
even when my eyes were tired,
to stand strong
even when my heart felt heavy,
to speak softly
even when the world wasn’t gentle to me.


There were days I laughed loudly

and nights I cried silently —
and somehow both became my strength.

I’ve fought battles no one has seen,
carried burdens no one has named,
and healed wounds
that no one clapped for.


But still… I wake up each day

choosing to continue,
choosing to grow,
choosing myself

even when it’s hard.

My reality taught me this:
strength is not loud,
and survival is not dramatic —
it’s quiet,
it’s personal,
it’s the courage to keep living
even when life feels heavier than expected.


✨



Reality isn’t perfect…

but it made me who I am today —
someone who still believes,

still hopes,

still chooses to rise
no matter what life brings.



:heart1:



Hello and good evening Ms.. Very well written as always. I am neither a writer or someone who expresses much in general but somehow in this article I could relate myself and my life too. It seems you have gone through a lot and yet you are standing strong as an iron pillar. Stay that way Ms. . God bless!!. Cheers!!!!
 
Hello and good evening Ms.. Very well written as always. I am neither a writer or someone who expresses much in general but somehow in this article I could relate myself and my life too. It seems you have gone through a lot and yet you are standing strong as an iron pillar. Stay that way Ms. . God bless!!. Cheers!!!!

Glad to know you’ve walked the same path once.

Thanks for your wishes, Ji ✨ @Rasputin_M


You too keep shining and keep vibing to your songs ✨
 

Day 5 Task

✨


“Reality: The Life I’m Learning to Carry…”



✨


Every story has two sides…
one we dream of,
and one we live through.

This is the part of my life
that shaped me quietly.



✨

REALITY VERSION — My Life, As It Is ❤️



My reality isn’t dramatic…

but it hasn’t been soft either.
It’s a journey of holding myself together
on days I felt everything slipping apart.


A life where I learned to smile
even when my eyes were tired,
to stand strong
even when my heart felt heavy,
to speak softly
even when the world wasn’t gentle to me.


There were days I laughed loudly

and nights I cried silently —
and somehow both became my strength.

I’ve fought battles no one has seen,
carried burdens no one has named,
and healed wounds
that no one clapped for.


But still… I wake up each day

choosing to continue,
choosing to grow,
choosing myself

even when it’s hard.

My reality taught me this:
strength is not loud,
and survival is not dramatic —
it’s quiet,
it’s personal,
it’s the courage to keep living
even when life feels heavier than expected.


✨



Reality isn’t perfect…

but it made me who I am today —
someone who still believes,

still hopes,

still chooses to rise
no matter what life brings.



:heart1:



Just go with flow❤✨

Nice writing @Honey bunch ✨✨
 
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