Nothing is impossible. People say that a lot. I used to hear it and feel nothing. Sometimes it even annoyed me, because when you're tired or lost, big sentences don't help.
What I actually lived was this: waking up some days already exhausted, even when I slept enough. Sitting alone with my thoughts and feeling like I was behind everyone else. Wondering if I was wasting time, or worse, wasting potential. I didn't always feel strong. Most of the time, I felt unsure.
There were moments I wanted to quit things quietly. Not dramatically. Just stop trying and let life happen to me. I kept going to school, doing my work, talking to people but inside, I felt stuck. Like I was moving but not really going anywhere.
Faith didn't feel powerful. It felt fragile. It was doing something even while thinking, this might not work. It was starting again after messing up, without feeling inspired. It was staying calm when I wanted to react, and choosing silence when I wanted to explode.
I failed in small ways that added up. Missed chances. Lost motivation. Compared myself to others too much. There were nights I replayed conversations in my head, wondering why I said the wrong thing or didn't say enough. No lesson music, no clarity just overthinking and sleep that came late.
But something changed slowly.
I didn't become confident. I became consistent. I didn't stop doubting. I just stopped letting doubt decide everything. I learned that progress feels boring most of the time, and growth is almost invisible when you're living it.
Some days, the only win was not giving up. And honestly, that had to be enough.
Now, when I say nothing is impossible, I don't mean that everything works out. I mean I've survived days I thought I wouldn't. I mean I kept going without proof. I mean I'm not the strongest person in the room, but I'm still here, still trying.