“This fear didn’t just sit quietly; it showed up as control. A hyper-awareness. A constant readiness to run. Better to leave them first before they leave you– that was the silent rule etched deep into my bones. My stilettos, six inches of defiance, clicked across tiled floors like war drums, marking the rhythm of another graceful exit.”
“I realized our love wasn’t a curse; it was a mirror. One that reflected parts of me I had spent years avoiding. You didn’t just challenge me to embrace vulnerability; you revealed how terrified I was of being truly seen.”
“You came like a whirlwind. And yes, you broke me. But in doing so, you stripped away what wasn’t real. You made me see. And in that raw seeing, I became something more.”
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