Don't let the tall weeds cast a shadow on the beautiful flowers in your garden

 

                                              🌸  “The Day I Realized I Was Growing”

It wasn’t a big, cinematic moment. No breakthrough in a therapist’s office. No mountaintop epiphany. Just me, in my tiny kitchen, standing barefoot on cold tiles, watching my tea steep.

It was a Tuesday — one of those gray, unremarkable ones. I was running late, slightly annoyed, slightly tired. The kind of day where everything feels “meh.” Normally, that would’ve been enough to spiral me into frustration or self-blame. But instead of snapping at myself, I sighed… and smiled.

And that’s when it hit me.

I didn’t rush to fix the feeling.
I didn’t shame myself for not being "productive."
I didn’t pretend I was fine.

I just stood there, held the moment gently, and let it be what it was.

A month ago? I would’ve picked apart my entire morning, called myself lazy, and replayed every small mistake in my head like a broken record. But on this random Tuesday, I was simply kind to myself, and I didn’t even notice it happening.

That small act — letting myself exist without judgment — felt louder than any motivational quote or self-help book. It was quiet, unglamorous growth. The kind that sneaks up on you while you’re too busy surviving to notice you’ve actually started living.

I used to think growth would feel like fireworks.
But sometimes, it feels like finally breathing.
Sometimes, it’s just choosing softness in a moment you used to meet with war.

That Tuesday, I didn’t fix the world. I didn’t finish my to-do list.
But I noticed my inner voice — and she was finally speaking with love.

And for the first time in a long time, I whispered back:
“I see you. You’re doing better than you think.”