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YOU ALL ARE MONSTERS
<h2><strong>You All Are Monsters.</strong></h2><p>Yes. I'm talking to you, oh and of course, me too.</p><p><br/></p><p>Why are you shocked? Close your mouth. Don't be surprised.</p><p>Why are your eyebrows raised? Chill. 🙄😂</p><p>Follow me....</p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p><p>You held someone together at 2 a.m. Talked them off a ledge, made them laugh when the world had gone completely silent on them. </p><p><br/></p><p>You gave and gave and gave, warmth from a body that was also running cold. That was monstrous. Who does that? Who pours from a cracked cup and calls it nothing?</p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p><p>You forgave something unforgivable. Not because it was deserved, it was not, but because you understood that hatred is a stone you carry, and your back was already tired. </p><p><br/></p><p>You chose peace the hard way. <strong>Quietly. Without applause. Without a single witness. </strong>Monstrous in the truest sense, extraordinary beyond what the ordinary human blueprint allows.</p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p><blockquote>"You kept going on days the world had no idea you were barely surviving them."</blockquote><p><br/></p><p><br/></p><p>You showed up, grieving, exhausted, misunderstood, and still made someone else feel seen. You swallowed your own storms so someone else could feel the sun.</p><p><br/></p><p><img alt="" src="/media/inline_insight_image/file_00000000b3887246b3986cac9998656f.png"/></p><p><br/></p><p>You raised children, or raised yourself. You raised your hand in a room where no one expected you to have answers and you did it anyway. Without a cape. Without a headline, without anyone thinking to ask if you were okay.</p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p><p>So let me tell you what a monster actually is.</p><p>A monster is someone,</p><p> <strong style="background-color: transparent; color: inherit; font-family: inherit; font-size: 18px;">M</strong> ore than the weight of everything that tried to break them. </p><p>Someone who stays, <strong style="background-color: transparent; color: inherit; font-family: inherit; font-size: 18px;">O </strong>pen-hearted even when the world slammed every door in their face.</p><p> Someone who <strong style="background-color: transparent; color: inherit; font-family: inherit; font-size: 18px;">N </strong>ever once asked for help but never once failed to give it. </p><p>Someone who simply <strong style="background-color: transparent; color: inherit; font-family: inherit; font-size: 18px;">S</strong> howed up, again and again, on days they had absolutely nothing left to show up with. </p><p>Someone who<strong style="background-color: transparent; color: inherit; font-family: inherit; font-size: 18px;"> T</strong> ried again, quietly, stubbornly, even after everything fell apart. </p><p>Someone who became<strong style="background-color: transparent; color: inherit; font-family: inherit; font-size: 18px;"> E </strong>verything to everyone around them and somehow found a way to survive on whatever was left over.</p><p> Someone who stayed <strong style="background-color: transparent; color: inherit; font-family: inherit; font-size: 18px;">R </strong>eal, stayed raw, stayed remarkable, through all of it.</p><h4><br/><br/><br/>That is what a monster looks like......</h4><h3></h3><h4>Not claws, not darkness, not something to run from. Something to become.</h4><p><br/></p><p><br/></p><blockquote><strong>Now, you see, y'all are monsters...<br/>Yeah. Including me.</strong></blockquote><p><br/></p><p><br/></p>
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