My life: Where I Go to Breathe Again🌷

Hi beautiful people on earth, I’m Grace Ann and you can call me @annie07 by chance. I’m so happy to share something personal and close to my heart today. Life can be overwhelming at times, and there are moments when emotions become too much to handle. Whenever I feel that way, I always seek comfort in a special place that has become my safe haven. It’s where I go when I need peace, when I want to distance myself from everything, or when I just want to breathe freely and recharge my soul. This place means so much to me, and through this post, I want to share the feeling of calm and healing that it gives me. Maybe, in a way, you’ll also be reminded to find your own little corner of peace too.  There are moments in life when the weight of everything becomes too much. Sometimes it feels like even breathing is heavy and the world grows a little louder than usual. During those times, I find myself drawn to a certain place that has become my quiet refuge and my safe haven. It is not extravagant or hidden in a distant mountain. It is just a simple spot where the city lights glow softly and the faint scent of roses fills the air. To others, it might look ordinary, but to me, it holds a kind of magic. It is the one place where I can let my guard down, where I can feel every emotion freely, and where I can simply exist without pretending that everything is fine.   I first discovered this place on a night when my mind was restless and my heart felt too full. I needed to escape for a while, to step away from all the noise of expectations and the chaos of my thoughts. When I arrived, I remember standing still for a moment and looking at the city lights below. They flickered beautifully like tiny stars that had fallen to the ground. The cool air touched my skin and I took a deep breath, feeling some of the heaviness inside me slowly fade away. From that night on, the place became my escape whenever emotions started to overflow. Whether I felt sadness, confusion, or even joy that I could not contain, I always found myself returning there.  What I love most about that place is how it makes me feel alive again. I can sit quietly and listen to the soft hum of the city, or watch the people passing by, each of them with their own stories and burdens. Sometimes there are vendors selling roses nearby, and just seeing the flowers reminds me that beauty can still bloom even in the busiest corners of life. The scent of those roses somehow comforts me, as if telling me that even when I feel unlovable or lost, I am still part of something beautiful. It is refreshing to be there. The gentle breeze feels like it is whispering reassurance that everything will be okay. It gives me the strength to start over, even when my heart feels tired.   There are times when I stay there for hours, doing nothing but watching the lights and thinking quietly. I let my thoughts wander freely until they stop hurting. Sometimes, I cry a little. Other times, I smile at nothing in particular. In that space, I do not have to explain myself. I do not have to hide my feelings or pretend to be strong. The world continues to move around me, but inside that place, time seems to slow down just enough for me to catch my breath. I like to think that it is where I recharge my soul. Every visit teaches me that peace does not always mean silence, but rather a moment of stillness within chaos. That is what my safe place gives me.  Every person needs a corner like that in their life. A place where they can return to when the world becomes too loud, or when they start to forget who they are. Mine just happens to be this simple spot where city lights and roses coexist. It reminds me that even in sadness, there is beauty. Even in loneliness, there is comfort. And even in distance, there is healing. Every time I leave that place, I carry a small piece of it within me, like a quiet strength that helps me face whatever comes next. It is my reminder that I can always come back whenever I need to breathe again. Maybe that is the real beauty of having a safe place. It does not have to be far away. Sometimes, it just has to be where your heart can finally rest.  Again, I’m @annie07 Your Beautiful Writer✍️