Day 235: Moving Mountains

Day 235: Moving Mountains

“You have been assigned this mountain to show others it can be moved.”

—Unknown

Some nights, it’s hard to know what to say.

Tonight is one of them.

There’s a storm inside me—a clash between acceptance and the pieces of my past I’m still learning to carry.

Some say, “Let go.”

But Hope isn’t something I can just release.

She’s stitched into the fabric of who I am.

She’s the mountain I chose to climb, the echo that still reminds me there’s more to this journey than survival.

She’s not just a memory; she’s part of the fire that keeps me moving forward.

Tonight isn’t about pretending to be over it.

It’s not about bitterness either.

It’s about honoring the complicated truth:

That I can still live, still fight, still build a life—even with the ghosts who walk beside me.

I don’t have all the answers tonight.

I don’t need to.

Sometimes just staying—breathing—holding steady—is enough.

This mountain was never meant to break me.

It was meant to teach me how strong I already was.

And maybe, just maybe, someone else out there needs to see that too.

One Step. One Punch. One Round. 🌹

—Your Fellow Traveler