This week and last week have been rough. I cried more than I want to admit, had panic attacks, and felt like the enemy was trying to wear me down, but God was louder. Through all the fear and chaos, I saw growth. I saw strength. I saw faith that actually stood.

God humbled me, reminded me to slow down, to stop rushing, to be content with what I already have. And even when I spiraled into old habits, He met me right where I was... again.