Today, I’m just grateful I didn’t give up on myself when no one else showed up. via /r/gratitude

Not in a dramatic way — just… those mornings when it felt pointless.
When I woke up with that lump in my chest, when everything felt heavy and quiet,
and I still got up. Brushed my teeth. Made tea.
Did the small thing, even if no one clapped.

I didn’t abandon myself — even when I didn’t feel lovable.
And honestly? That’s what I’m proud of today.
Not a big win. Not a success story. Just presence.
Still here. Still showing up.

If you're there too, I see you. That counts. A lot.