Radiant Choice

Happiness dances on the edges of fleeting moments,

a whisper of sun on my skin,

a gentle reminder: I deserve this,

I am worth it,

a seed of joy planted in the soil of my soul.

I choose me,

every glorious, messy piece—

intelligent, vibrant,

wildfire and free,

each flicker of light breaking through the shadows.

No longer bound by the weight of others’ judgment,

I let go of the negativity that clung like vines,

suffocating and twisted,

choosing instead the breeze of my own laughter,

the warmth of self-acceptance.

I embrace all that I am,

and in this embrace, I find beauty,

in the scars and the dreams,

in the silence and the storms.

With each breath, I reclaim my power,

casting aside the doubts that once held me,

turning them to ash,

an offering to the winds of change.

In the stillness, I hear my heart’s song,

a symphony of strength and tenderness,

each note a declaration:

I am enough,

I am alive,

and I will not hide.

Happiness is not a destination,

but a choice, a melody I sing,

a dance I choreograph in the spaces of my heart.

I am radiant.

I am worthy.

I am unapologetically me.