#growthseason
Today, I woke up without doubt—
no longer rehearsing blame
like it was my only prayer.
My heart feels full now;
not a boy reaching for meaning,
but a man who learned
that becoming takes time.
My heart has grown—
not because it never broke,
but because it stayed open
when it would’ve been easier to close.
My mind is finally at rest;
life no longer feels like a test
I keep failing in silence.
I feel love—
not the kind that suffocates,
not the glove tightening its grip,
but the kind that teaches my hands
how to let go.
My heart is cleaner now;
not perfect,
but honest.
No longer sharp with defense,
no longer mean in self-protection.
I rejoice in His name—
not because shame disappeared,
but because it no longer owns me.
My heart is free of stain—
not untouched,
but forgiven.
And for the first time,
my life is not defined by pain,
but by the way I survived it.
Jan 12
Jan 12, 2026 at 3:45 PM UTC