dead-hunters

I feared that I won't be able to achieve my goals in the first quarter of the year. And when the calendar flipped to a new month, all I saw were the things I didn’t do. 

I realised that I am more than my unfinished to-do list.
It was tough but I learned that not hitting a goal doesn’t mean I am failing—it means that I am learning. Maybe this month wasn’t about winning; maybe it was about growing. 

It's about finding the strength to try again. So instead of drowning in what I didn’t do, I chose to focus on what I did. The small wins. The moments I showed up even when it was hard. The lessons I wouldn’t have learned if everything had gone perfectly.

And I am still here. Still breathing. Still trying. That means I haven’t lost at all.
So I now move with the quiet confidence that next month is a new chance for me.