Three quiet truths shape these nights:
🌙 Your space matters
A room that breathes—cool, dark, and hushed—wraps you like a lullaby. Try:
→ Heavy curtains that swallow streetlight
→ A white noise machine humming like distant rain
→ Sheets washed in unscented detergent (no hidden irritants)
Peace isn’t just absence of sound—it’s presence of calm.
🌙 Your heart matters
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Today I ate a slice of pizza in a hospital bed 🍕🏥 and tried to smile as if everything were normal. Some days feel “good.” And others feel heavy. At 16, I thought my problems would be school, my friends, and weekend plans… but now my routine is studying, needles, and waiting. 😔 Even so, I’m learning to celebrate the little things: a good result, a peaceful night, a laugh that returns. 💪✨ If you’re reading this, I don’t need perfect words—just a simple sentence, a kind thought, a little bit of hope for today. 🙏💛
