Why did I leave? Mental shackles, chains of despair. Who was he? Puppeteer of emotions, weaving webs of deceit with care.
Why did I leave? It wasn’t just a decision; it was a culmination of moments, a relentless storm eroding the shores of my mental well-being and happiness. Each day felt like a battle, a struggle to maintain a facade of normalcy while drowning in a sea of doubt and despair.
Who was he? He was the architect of chaos, a maestro conducting symphonies of manipulation and control. His words were like honey, sweet and enticing, but beneath the surface lurked a darkness that suffocated my spirit.
Why did the world turn against me? Without hearing my side of the story, they cast me as the villain, the architect of heartache. My truth was overshadowed by his charm, leaving me isolated and misunderstood in a world that had once felt familiar and safe.
Why did I endure for so long? Hope. It was hope that kept me tethered to a sinking ship, believing against all odds that things would eventually get better. But hope can be a cruel mistress, blinding us to the harsh realities that lie before us.
Why did I feel silenced and invalidated? Because his words held more weight than mine, his needs more important than my own. I was left feeling like a ghost in my own life, a mere shadow of the person I once was.
Why prioritize self? Because I realized that I deserved more than the crumbs of affection he offered, more than the constant cycle of manipulation and control. My mental health and happiness became non-negotiables, pillars upon which I rebuilt my shattered sense of self.
Why walk away? It was the hardest decision I ever had to make, but it was also the bravest. I chose to reclaim my power, to take back control of my life and chart a new course towards healing and self-discovery.
Why the world’s betrayal? It was a harsh awakening, realizing that those who I thought would stand by me had succumbed to his charms. But amidst the betrayal, I found strength in my own truth, a beacon of light guiding me through the darkness.
Why speak now? Because silence only serves to perpetuate the cycle of abuse and manipulation.
Why this tale? Because behind every word and every frame lies a question begging to be answered.
They call her a monster. Not behind her back. Not with whispers. They say it plainly, like fact. Cold. Harsh. Heartless. The kind of woman who’d let the world burn as long as the fire kept her warm. But Rhea knows people. Knows them better than they know themselves. She sees the fault lines in […]
“You ever think about that night?” Marcus’s voice cut through the silence like glass. His breath hung in the air, cold and still, though they were inside. Deji didn’t look up. He sat on the floor, back against the wall, bottle gripped like it was the only thing keeping him from falling off the earth. […]
Not everyone gets tomorrow. Some people become museum pieces in our memory—forever frozen at the last moment we didn’t know was the last. And still, we wait. We wait like time owes us clarity. Like hearts will stay beating until we’re brave. You think you have time to tell them. But you blink—and suddenly the […]
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