They Will Not Succeed in Breaking You
Breathe in.
Hold it.
Let it go.
Again.
Slower this time.
Feel your pulse in your fingertips.
Feel the weight of your body pulling you down,
down into something deep, something quiet,
something that has always been inside you.
For too long, you have been waiting.
For too long, you have been holding back.
For too long, you have swallowed your breath,
your voice, your own existence,
because they taught you that shrinking was survival.
But that was a lie.
A lie someone built into you.
A lie someone needed you to believe,
because they knew—
they knew—
what you would become if you ever stepped forward.
And now, you are going to let it go.
They told you to be careful.
To be small.
To take only what was given.
To stand at the edges of the room,
fold your hands,
lower your gaze,
wait your turn.
But tell me—
Did they wait?
Did they hesitate before taking up all the space?
Did they ever once stop to wonder
if they had the right to survive?
No.
And neither will you.
Not anymore.
Because you deserve to be here.
Because you deserve to take up space.
Because you deserve to breathe without guilt, without fear,
without waiting for permission that will never come.
This world does not belong to them.
They just told you that it did.
They fed you silence and called it kindness.
They starved you of your own light and told you it was necessary.
But step forward.
Look closer.
Press your hand against the walls they built around you.
Do you feel that?
The vibration beneath your fingertips?
That is them.
Shaking.
Trembling.
Cracking.
Because they see you now.
Because they feel you waking up.
Because they know—
oh, they know—
that their control was always brittle.
That their power was always a lie.
And you?
You are the fracture.
You are the force they cannot contain.
You are the inevitability they never saw coming.
A moment is coming.
It is racing toward you.
And when it arrives, you will not hesitate.
You will not pause.
You will not waste one more second
wondering if you deserve to be here.
Because you do.
Because you always did.
Because the walls are already falling,
and you are stepping through them.
Without fear.
Without guilt.
Without a single backward glance.
Live.
Live like it is the only thing that matters.
Live like the air belongs to you.
Live like you are the sun,
because you are—
because you always were—
because you will never be dimmed again.
You are the light in this world.
And you will shine.
And you will never let them win.
