Recovery wasn’t instant.
It wasn’t easy either.
Rehab stripped everything down.
No distractions.
No shortcuts.
No running.
Just her.
Her thoughts.
Her past.
Her choices.
There were days she wanted to quit.
Days she almost did.
But she stayed.
And slowly—
Very slowly—
Things began to change.
The noise didn’t disappear overnight.
But it softened.
The weight didn’t lift all at once.
But it got lighter.
And for the first time in a long time—
She started to feel like herself again.
Oxford felt different when she returned.
Not because it had changed—
But because she had.
Final year.
Final stretch.
Nia walked through campus with a steady pace.
No rushing.
No pressure crushing her chest.
Just focus.
Her books were back in her hands.
Her goals back in sight.
And thi
