healing through writing
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The Strength in Breaking
He thought breaking me in half would make me easier to control. What he never understood was that each broken piece carried its own strength, and when I gathered them back together, I became something whole that he could never… Continue reading
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The Love I Never Said Out Loud
I used to think love had to be loud to count. That it had to come with declarations and certainty and all the things movies make look easy. But what I felt for him never moved like that. It was… Continue reading
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The Ache Beneath the Armor
It’s hard to ask for help when your trauma taught you that needing anything makes you a burden. So I don’t. I keep it in. I figure it out. I carry what’s too heavy because somewhere along the way, I… Continue reading
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Somewhere Between Silence and Surrender
We were always one breath away from too much. There was a gravity between us, subtle but undeniable – like standing on the edge of something vast, knowing one more step would pull us under. We didn’t touch, not really.… Continue reading
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She Unfolds Where She’s Held, Not Watched
There’s a version of me that only comes out when I feel safe. She’s softer. Quieter. Laughs without scanning the room. Speaks without second-guessing. She doesn’t measure her words or shrink her feelings to fit someone else’s comfort. She doesn’t… Continue reading
Light Calls To Light 