True strength is found in the glorious freedom of not needing to be liked by everyone. The moment your serenity is drawn from an internal wellspring, you break the chains of seeking validation from the outside world.
Autumn is... a bittersweet symphony for the soul, a time of crisp air and blazing colors, where we harvest not just the bounty of the earth, but also the ripe fruits of our own reflections.
You seek permanence in a world of flux, and your frustration is the inevitable result. Stop searching the shifting tides. Find the still point of the turning world, and let your peace rest there.
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