darkness
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Wherever I go, I am not alone. I have walked through fire, through the wreckage of love that wasn’t love, through shadows that whispered my name like a curse. I have stood in rooms where the air was thick with the ghosts of all the things I could not save. And yet, I am here.…
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I’ve lived in the darkness. I’ve felt broken, as if the weight of the world was pressing down on me, making it hard to breathe, to move, to hope. In those moments, despair felt like a constant companion, whispering that I was too shattered to heal. But here’s what I’ve learned: our brokenness is not…