When everything has come apart,
when the plans have all gone wrong,
when the silence grows too heavy
and the night feels far too long—

breathe.

You have survived before this moment
every impossible before,
you have found the door each time
when you could not see the door.

Breathe again. And then again.
The storm is not the whole of it—
you are larger than your hardest day,
you are not defined by it.
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