There are moments in life when you become painfully aware that people are watching you —not with support, not with encouragement, and not with understanding, but with quiet judgment. They notice every stumble, every pause, every change of direction, and especially every restart. You feel it every time you try to begin again. You sense the weight of their opinions. You hear the echoes of their doubts. Yet here you are, trying again anyway. Starting again even when it hurts. B