254: Always Been Strong

Camilla I took another sip of my tea, relishing in the comforting warmth that calmed my nerves. Even with the possibility of Shawn lurking somewhere, I refused to let him destroy my life. I had a strong support system and countless reasons to keep fighting. I had transformed into a resilient and determined individual, no longer the person I once was. Fear would not dictate my actions; I was determined to emerge victorious. With that thought in mind, I finished my tea and got up to clean the kitchen, each movement deliberate, a reminder that I was still in control of my own life. The night was still long, but I knew I could get through it. One step at a time, one breath at a time. I wasn’t alone, and that made all the difference. When I finished washing the last dish, the soft glow of the kitchen lights made the space feel a bit more secure. The ordinary act of cleaning helped me ground myself, reminding me that life had to go on, even in the face of uncertainty. I wasn’t going to le