Blessey.

𝙄𝙉𝘿𝙀𝙋𝙀𝙉𝘿𝙀𝙉𝘾𝙀.
𝙸𝙽𝚃𝚁𝙾𝙳𝚄𝙲𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽
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I wake up every morning with a knot in my stomach. The weight of expectations, the pressure to succeed, and the fear of failure. It’s suffocating. They say I’m young, that I should be living my best life, but no one tells you about the struggles, the heartbreaks, and the doubts that come with being eighteen. Life is hard enough already, and they had to make me celebrate my birthday only on leap years. I was born on February 29th, which means most years, my birthday doesn’t exist.

I’m still trying to figure out who I am, what I want, and where I’m going. And maybe that’s the beauty of it all, the uncertainty, the messiness, the endless what-ifs. My name is Becky and this is my story, a story of a girl trying to be independent.

I am not perfect no one is, but I am learning. Learning that freedom doesn’t come from running away, but from growing into yourself, piece by piece. And maybe, just maybe, this year will be the one where I finally stop surviving and start becoming.




Stay with me as we go down this journey together.
𝟸𝟶+ ʀᴇᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ 𝟻+ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴛs ᴀɴᴅ 𝟸+sʜᴀʀᴇs.