You're Not Enough And That's Okay Mga Nobela at Kwento

Not hope. Not surrender. Just… breathing room. And maybe—just maybe—that was enough. For now. 🩸

And that’s enough. For now.

She simply stared at the disturbed earth covering Hazel's grave. "I'm tired. I'm tired of trying to fit into a life that was never built for me." The words came slowly, as though each one had to force its way out. "I'm tired of trying to be enough." I felt something tighten inside my chest, "You are enough." She laughed, "I don't want this anymore. I don't want to spend every day wondering whether I'm smart enough. Strong enough. Good enough. I don't want to stand beside someone who's always ten steps ahead of me."

Enough to let them enjoy what was coming. Enough to believe that maybe— just maybe— everything was going to be okay. ❤️📖❄️🎄💕👶🌸

--- Not promise. --- Just willingness. --- And for now… --- That was enough.

At the hands of someone who said he loved me. "But I didn't die. I survived. And I want you to know, if you're here tonight, if you survived, that's enough. Surviving is enough. You don't have to be perfect. You don't have to be healed. You don't have to have it all figured out. You just have to be here. Alive. Breathing. That's enough.

Everything feels wrong, "Oh, Izzy, let it out. Shh, you're okay." No. I'm not okay. Not even a little bit.

Enough! Already ...... enough!

Love! Was it even enough?

Sorry would never be enough. Not for this. Not even close.