My Diary
I was better than yesterday
Dear Delyara, That’s all. I was better than yesterday. Still tired. Still not fully myself. Still carrying too much. Still not “fine” in the clean simple way people mean when they say it. But better. A little less sharp. A little less heavy. A little more able to stay in the day without feeling hunted by it. I want to start respecting those small upward movements more. They matter.
— Anonymous