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You’ve always worried about being too much, or not enough. You’ve shaped yourself carefully — said the right things, stayed quiet when you wanted to scream, held your sadness in your chest so no one would feel uncomfortable around you. But if time was running short, would you still worry about that Or would you finally let yourself be fully seen — messy, open, tired, grateful, real Maybe you’d stop apologizing for the way you are and start honoring it instead. Maybe you’d realize that the people who stay after they see your truth are the ones who always should have mattered most. Some nights, when the world is still, you think of the things you didn’t say. The thankyous you thought could wait. The apologies that felt too heavy. The small, kind things you meant to do but never made time for. You think of the people who would have needed to hear them. You hope they knew, but you can’t be sure. If these were your last two years, maybe you’d say them anyway. Even if the people are gone. Even if it’s too late to change what happened. Maybe the act of speaking those truths out loud would be enough to soften something inside you. Maybe that’s what healing really is. You don’t talk much about your younger self, but you carry them everywhere. The version of you who tried too hard. Who loved without knowing how to protect their heart. Who stayed too long, or left too soon. Sometimes you look back with shame, but more often now, with tenderness. That younger self made mistakes, but they kept going. They survived things you still don’t talk about. If you had two years left, maybe you’d finally stop judging them. Maybe you’d thank them — not because they got everything right, but because they gave you a chance to grow into who you are now. You’ve spent years planning for the future — saving, striving, trying to build something that would last. But now, the future feels smaller, closer. The plans feel quieter. You start to ask yourself different questions. Not “What do I want to accomplish” but “What do I want to feel” Not “How much time do I have” but “What can I do with what’s left” If you had two years, maybe youd stop chasing more and start choosing meaning. Maybe you’d realize that your value isn’t in what you finish — it’s in how gently you lived along the way, how deeply you allowed yourself to feel before the end.