When isolation is engineered and lies do the work of abuse, the people who stay matter more than anything. This is about friendship, survival, and learning that worth isn’t decided by rumors.
Tag: domestic violence
Has Somebody Ever Fucked Up Your Head So Bad You Can’t Even Be Happy Anymore?
A reflection on holidays, grief, PTSD, recovery, and the quiet reality of being alone without being broken.
Inevitable Endings
“What would have happened if he hadn’t killed himself that day?” A question I’ve been asked, and one that stirs regret—but in the end, I believe the outcome was inevitable. This post explores grief, unhealthy relationships, and the truth that sometimes, nothing could have changed the ending.
Forgiveness, on My Terms
Forgiveness isn’t always about them—it’s about us. For years, I carried the weight of anger, guilt, and expectation. But the truth is, I don’t owe him grace. I owe it to myself. This is my story of finding peace, not in forgiving the person who hurt me, but in finally forgiving myself.