Бесплатный AI-генератор голосов YoJoff от Fish Audio

Ten summers ago, I found his old baseball glove in the attic. Dust had settled into every crease, but the leather still held the shape of his hand. I sat there for hours, remembering Sunday afternoons in the backyard, his laughter echoing through time.

The dragon's eyes soften as she watches the young knight trembling before her. Instead of breathing fire, she wraps her warm wings around him, remembering her own struggles. Humans called her monster, yet here she was, comforting their supposed champion like a mother would.

I just need you to understand that when I open up to you, it's really hard for me. Every time I try to express my feelings, I feel like I'm being judged. I'm trying so hard to make this work, but I need you to meet me halfway. Please just listen without questioning everything.

For a long time, I let other people’s expectations define my presence. I was conditioned to shrink myself down, but I’ve learned that there’s no virtue in hiding. Now, I’m choosing to stand tall and celebrate the body I once felt forced to conceal.

I watched how the rain made patterns on the window, how everyone rushed past with someone to share their umbrella with, and how the coffee shop across the street was full of laughing couples while I sat here alone, just watching.

You know, looking back at my health journey, there were so many signs I just didn't connect. Like, my body was trying to tell me something for years, but sometimes you're just too busy living to really understand what's happening, honestly.

She watched him from across the room, noting how time had softened his edges. There were things left unsaid between them, delicate as morning frost, preserved in the quiet understanding they had cultivated over the years.

I’m just being myself and that’s enough for me. Some people get it, some people don't, and that’s perfectly fine. I’m not here to put on a performance for anyone. My world is private, and I like it that way. It’s just my reality.