My Progress Isn’t Always Visible

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There are days when it feels like nothing’s changing.

Same thoughts.
Same habits.
Same quiet struggles playing on repeat.

But if I look closer—really pay attention—I can see it:

I’m not the same man I was six months ago.

I pause more.
I reflect more.
I respond, where I used to react.
I set boundaries I used to avoid.
I speak up when it matters—even if my voice shakes.

That’s growth. Even if no one claps for it.

Not every breakthrough comes with fireworks.
Some come in the form of a gentler tone with myself.
An urge resisted.
A moment of peace where panic used to live.

So no—I may not always see my progress in the mirror.

But I feel it in the way I carry myself now.

And that’s enough.

Quiet change is still change.

And I’m proud of that.