Every morning, when I wake up, I feel the weight of yesterday - doubts, mistakes, unsolved problems. And every time I ask myself: Why do I keep going? 🤔

I remember the faces of those who believe in me. 💛 Their expectations are not oppressive, but supportive. I think about my dreams - those same ones that once seemed distant, but so important. 🌟 And I imagine myself in the future - a person who will one day be able to say: You did it. ✨

Sometimes I want to stop, give in, but every step forward reminds me: I am stronger than I thought. 💪 For this feeling, I move on.