Whisper to me that it’s alright to let go, to rest my weary soul beneath the quiet stars. Promise me that when I feel lost, I will pause and remember the strength that brought me this far. Let me hold onto the belief that each moment of struggle is carving a path toward peace. Tell me to honor my heart, to say no without guilt, and to embrace joy without hesitation. When the weight feels unbearable, remind me that I am not alone, and this journey, though winding, leads to a brighter horizon. Tell me that my heart, though bruised, beats with the strength of a thousand storms, and even in breaking, it blooms. Remind me that my tears are not wasted; they will become rivers that lead to vast, serene lakes, reflecting skies of hope. Hold me close and say my smile will one day be born of joy, not the weight of pleasing others. Promise me that this journey, though heavy, is shaping a world where I can sit in the golden dawn, with a warm cup in hand, and know that I am enough — whole, unbroken, and truly free.