Here’s to me—standing tall,
even when the crowd falls silent and the applause never comes.
I celebrate myself boldly, unapologetically,
because I know I am more than enough in the marrow of my soul
I shine without permission,
a radiance born from every wound healed,
every tear wiped away,
and every step I dared to take when the world said, “Stay still”
Here’s to my quiet victories,
the mornings I rose when my heart was heavy,
the nights I chose peace over resentment,
and the moments I whispered to my reflection, “You are worthy”
I am the beauty that blazes, a light that refuses to dim.
every scar is a story, every breath a blessing,
and with each act of self-love, my brilliance intensifies—
Like stars kissed by the moon, shimmering in defiance
I toast to my growth, to my becoming
I celebrate the small and the colossal,
the unseen, the overlooked, the personal triumphs—
all worth honoring with laughter, love, and joy
And though they may not see it,
though their cheers may be withheld—
I know the truth: I am exquisite, worthy, unstoppable
I am enough. I have always been enough
So here I stand, glass raised high, heart wide open
to every version of me that has fought to get here
to the love that flows within, endlessly, fiercely,
more than words could ever express
Cheers to me—
A masterpiece in motion, worthy of all the celebration in the world–
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