The Soft Return

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There are days when healing looks like nothing at all. A cup left warm on the table. A window opened. The small mercy of letting yourself begin again.

Perhaps becoming begins with the quiet decision to come back to yourself. To lay down the armor, even when no one is watching.

Not every return needs a witness. Sometimes, it is enough that you stayed.