16/08/2026
“They called my feet ugly.”
I call them beautifully imperfect. 🤍
This is what Spinal Muscular Atrophy looks like on my feet.
These feet were shaped by muscles getting weaker.
They don’t walk like everyone else’s.
They don’t balance like everyone else’s.
They fall. They hurt. They struggle.
But here’s what you cannot see in a picture
They still walk. They have carried me through a life that has never been physically easy.
They carried me after every fall.
Through pain. Through weakness.
Through days when even a few steps felt like a victory.
The pain is there 24/7.
Some days it whispers. Some days it screams.
But so does my gratitude.
Because through all that pain, these feet still carry me.
So please, look at them again.
Don’t look for beauty.
Look at what survived.
I call them the feet that kept carrying me when my muscles couldn’t promise me tomorrow.
And I will never be ashamed of them again.
For every step they still give me
Alhamdulillah. Always. 😍