Love, in its purest form, can be both a balm and a blade.
When the very ones who are supposed to treasure your heart instead wound it, the disappointment can feel earth-shattering.
Yet, the dawn follows even the darkest night.
Healing is not a destination, but a journey, a pilgrimage marked by durability and courage.
As we tread this path, remember that every hurt, every letdown, becomes a stepping stone towards self-growth, self-love, and understanding.