11/04/2026
Have u ever seen me without glases?
Sometimes it feels like yesterday.
Sometimes it feels like a lifetime ago.
years of living with scars that the world can see…
And wounds that many people cannot.
That day changed everything in an instant. The pain, the fear, the confusion—it all came so fast. One moment, life was normal. The next, everything was different.
I didn’t just lose parts of my appearance.
I lost a sense of safety.
I lost confidence.
I lost the version of myself I once knew.
And for a long time, I thought I had lost me completely.
But healing has a way of surprising you.
It doesn’t happen overnight. It doesn’t come easy. It comes in small, quiet steps—steps that no one else may notice, but mean everything to you.
Learning to step outside again.
Learning to face people again.
Learning to accept yourself again.
That is real courage.
There were days I felt angry. Days I felt ashamed. Days I questioned my worth because of how I looked. The world can be quick to judge what it doesn’t understand.
But over time, I began to understand something deeper:
What happened to me is part of my story, but it is not my identity.
I am not just a victim.
I am not just my scars.
I am a woman who survived something meant to destroy me—and I am still here, still standing, still moving forward.
Years later I carry both pain and strength. I carry memories I wish I didn’t have, but I also carry a resilience I never knew I had.
And today, I choose to speak—not from a place of weakness, but from a place of power.
Because maybe someone out there feels broken.
Maybe someone thinks their life ended because of what they went through.
I want you to know this:
You are still here for a reason.
You are still worthy.
You are still enough.
I am not just counting the time since the attack…
I am counting the years I refused to give up.
I am more than what happened to me