


๐ "She Smiled โ and It Was Enough." Some days, all Iโve got is a smile. Not the perfect one, not for the camera โ but the quiet kind. The one I wear despite everything. And honestly? That smile has saved me more than once.Itโs how I whispered to the world, โIโm still here.โ Itโs how I told my reflection, โWeโve got this.โ Sometimes joy isnโt loud. Itโs survival. A soft rebellion. A little light you keep lit โ even when the room is dark. So if you see me smiling, know this: Itโs not fake. Itโs fierce. Itโs me, choosing to bloom anyway.