Some days I feel confident.
Other days… not so much.
I look at myself and I’m not sure if I’m proud yet, or if I’m still in the middle of becoming someone I’ll recognize one day. It’s strange being at this stage of life — where you’ve finished one chapter, but the next one hasn’t fully started.
I know what I want. I want to be a lawyer. I want to build a life that feels stable, strong, and mine. But right now, I’m still trying to find the way to get there.
So I take pictures. I post. I try.
It might not look like much from the outside, but for me… it’s part of something bigger. It’s me refusing to stay stuck.
Maybe I don’t have everything figured out yet.
But I haven’t given up on myself either.
And I think that matters more than anything.
