For years, he saw himself through everything that had gone wrong. The failures. The losses. The moments he wished he could undo. He had spent so long trying to repair what was broken that he forgot there was more to him than the damage. Then one day, he stopped asking why those things had happened to him. He began wondering what he still wanted from life. For the first time in years, the future felt like something that belonged to him. His scars were still there. But so were his dreams. And he finally understood that he was allowed to be more than what he had survived.