Hey everyone! 👋
Since it’s been a little while since my last post, today you’ll be getting two chapters instead! 🫶
“The most painful stories are often the ones that shape the deepest roots within us.”
It’s hard to speak about the things you’ve stayed silent about for years.
But it’s even harder to keep living in that silence — the kind that eats you from the inside.
This story is not easy to share.
Not because I’m ashamed, but because I know how many of us carry something similar —
a secret too painful to say out loud and too heavy to carry alone.
This is not a story of being a victim, nor of pointing fingers.
It’s a story of growth through pain.
I was 13 or 14 —
that age when the world feels enormous and your curiosity even bigger.
The internet was my escape — a place where no one judged the way I looked or the sound of my voice.
There was one person there who seemed to truly understand.
Our conversations became deeper, more personal.
I felt like that connection was something rare.
Something worth crossing lines for.
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