Peace doesn’t always arrive wrapped in ease—it often comes through surrender. I learned that accepting life on life’s terms isn’t weakness, it’s wisdom. The moment I stopped resisting what I couldn’t change, I began to reclaim parts of myself I’d lost in the fight. Self-care became more than routines—it became a declaration: I matter too. In stillness, in boundaries, in choosing me—I found peace not in the absence of chaos, but in my response to it.