A bruised heart, a captive soul, yearning for freedom. Beneath a mask of joy, pain resides. It's okay to feel the storm within. Forgive yourself, dear one. You're not weak. You're human. Rise from the ashes, a phoenix reborn.Hey there,
Waking up to another day, a blank slate. Anxious anticipation fills the air, a mix of hope and dread. We've come a long way, but the journey continues, full of twists and turns. Brace yourselves, for life's cycle churns on, and we're all caught in its relentless flow..
Fortifying my heart with a facade of emotional brickwork, hoping it can deflect the blows of another love. But one chipped cornerstone could crumble the entire carefully constructed wall. #FearOfHeartbreak#FragileFoundations
just because a person has a gorgeous heart & gentle nature doesn't mean they're naive or fragile. you never know what kind of chaos it took for someone to become that calm. don't mistake kindness for weakness. those ppl have survived the hardest battles—they're smart & strong af
Holding onto love that wasn't meant to be is like holding onto a fading sunset. You know it's beautiful, but it's time to let go before it burns your fingers.
Sometimes, the hardest love is the one you have to let go of. When your heart knows it's time to move on, even if your soul begs to stay. It's a bittersweet pain, a silent goodbye to what could have been.
Isolation is my comfort zone. Clingy in love, distant in life. A solitary existence, punctuated by fleeting connections. The warmth of love is a mirage, and the cold of loneliness is a familiar embrace.
Strength? No, trauma sculpted me into a mirror, reflecting what others needed but leaving me fractured within. My voice, a whisper, lost in the storm of forgiveness. Empathy, a curse that binds me to the pain I can't escape.
my childhood trauma didn't make me stronger. it made me a people pleaser. it made me forgive way too much. it made me not speak when i'm supposed to. it made me an extreme empathy.