I have learned not to be afraid of loneliness. It does not make me weak or "unnecessary". It makes me whole. In these moments, I hear myself: my desires, fatigue, joy, fears. I begin to see what I really need, and not what is imposed from the outside.

Sometimes loneliness heals better than any words. It does not lie. It does not calm. It simply shows you without embellishment. And if you withstand this look, you become stronger. Real.
I realized that loneliness is not emptiness. This is the space where honesty is born. And from it, love. First of all, for yourself. And only then for others.