Still Beating
I often wonder how many times a heart can break and still keep going. Mine has been through storms, fires, betrayals, and nights of endless questions. It’s been cheated, backstabbed, and left to carry wounds that were never deserved. And the hardest part? These wounds didn’t come from strangers. They came from people who should have been my safe place — the ones I trusted most. When the very hands that promised to protect you are the ones that push you down, the pain cuts deeper than words can describe. But even with all that, my heart still beats. It … Continue reading Still Beating