Today was heavy. One of those days where your heart gives everything… and it still isn’t enough. I was fully locked in—mentally calm, physically ready, completely in the zone. But one small mistake on my last dive knocked me from 2nd place to 9th. Just like that. With the old format of straight finals, I would’ve walked away with silver. Instead, I walked away with tears, heartbreak— but also, growth ❤️ At 5am, I woke up mid-panic attack. The fear of failure, of letting people down, of not being enough—it overwhelmed me. That fear has followed me all season. But a month after slipping off the platform, I still got back up and threw that same terrifying dive again. And while it didn’t lead to a medal, it did remind me that bravery isn’t always loud. Sometimes it’s just choosing to keep going. 🥹💪 If you’re in a hard place right now—please hear this: You are brave. You are not alone. And you are enough, even when it doesn’t feel like it. I used to think I needed a world champions...