Now, when I look back at everything that happened, I realized I'm a more empathetic person.
It felt comforting to know that I wasn’t the only one clueless about what love was.
I made the decision to make sure what I went through was at least worth it.
Pain helped me gain my identity and my purpose.
I don’t want anyone else to have to process trauma alone.
I feel I am finally able to stand up for myself without being afraid.