This Story Is Not Yet Finished

Not every chapter is loud.

Not every moment is meant to shine.

Some parts of the story happen in silence 
In persistence. In solitude.
In the quiet decision to keep going, even when no one’s watching.

I don’t have all the answers.
I’ve made mistakes.
I’ve second-guessed steps, paused mid-journey, wondered if it was worth it.

But every time I’m tempted to quit…
I remember why I started.

I remember the version of me that dared to dream bigger.
The version that believed there was something worth chasing 
Even if no one else understood it yet.

So I keep walking.
Even when the path is unclear.
Even when the world says, “Take the easy way.”

Because this story is mine.
And it’s not over.

I will follow this path until the end.
I will not forget who I am.

And one day, when I reach where I’m meant to be 
I’ll look back and know:

The struggle was the story.
The fire was the proof.
And the ending?
It was worth writing myself.