A phase arrives in life when everything one touches turns to dust — victories fade, confidence cracks, and it feels like the universe is testing every ounce of willpower
A phase arrives in life when everything one touches turns to dust — victories fade, confidence cracks, and it feels like the universe is testing every ounce of willpower
This is the Torrence Phase: the storm takes everything but the spirit. Those who once celebrated will doubt; some will vanish, others will whisper — let them
This phase isn't meant to destroy but to refine. It's the point when the world forgets a name so the self can remember who it truly is
Accept the suffering. Breathe through the chaos. Endure the silence. When the dust settles, the outcome is rising sharper, wiser, unstoppable — pressure doesn't break diamonds, it reveals them
BULLMORNING ❤️