hard days make me forget all the progress i’ve made so far. when the weight in my chest becomes too heavy or when the night becomes darker than it used to, i’m clouded by the thoughts that “i probably didn't do my best that time”, or maybe i could've gone farther if only i pushed myself more. sometimes, hard days become a lot harder when i forget to give myself more credit than i deserve. but, in the gentlest way, i remind myself that — just because i still have far to go, it doesn't mean i didn't move at all. for every little progress i make, whether it is loud or visible, it still a progress that is a step closer to where i want to be.
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