Healing, I learned, wasn’t about forgetting — it was about finding peace within the storm. Today, years later, I’ve built a new life founded on honesty and self-respect. My story isn’t about betrayal anymore; it’s about rediscovery.
I’ve learned that sometimes the walls that crumble make space for something better — something truer. And while that chapter of my life closed painfully, it led me to a future where I finally feel at home, not in someone else’s promises, but in my own peace.
