By Rishika Ganguly

I wish I had slowed down enough to feel the days instead of chasing them.
But now I know the quietest hours held the loudest truths.
I wish I had spoken less out of fear and more out of love.
But now I know the voice inside me was never meant to be silenced.
I wish I hadn’t wasted years trying to be perfect.
But now I know that scars don’t ruin stories — they write them.
I wish I had stayed when life felt too heavy to carry.
But now I know even broken wings can remember how to fly.
I wish I had told the people I love that they were enough.
But now I know it’s not too late —
even whispers can reach hearts.
I wish I hadn’t tried so hard to erase the parts of me that didn’t shine.
But now I know the shadows just mean the light is real.
I wish I could go back and hold my younger self —
scared, soft, and searching.
But now I know she became someone stronger than she ever imagined.
I wish I had seen the beauty in the ordinary.
But now I know that’s where life hides its miracles.
I wish I’d lived more for joy and less for approval.
But now I know I was never born to please the world —
only to live fully within it.
I wish I had known that letting go doesn’t mean giving up.
But now I know it means making space for something new to grow.
I wish I could rewind. But now I know the story is beautiful —
because it moved forward.
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