I hit rock bottom, surrounded by shattered dreams.
My journal becomes my confidant:
"Today, I fell. Hard.
The world spinning, colors bleeding.
I thought I'd risen above.
But the scars remain.
Rahul's touch still lingers.
Auntie's words still sting.
Dad's silence still hurts.
Mom's love still heals.
But what about mine?
Where is my love?
My worth?
My voice?
I scribble pages filled with anguish.
Tears stain the paper.
Words spill out – raw, honest, and broken.
As I write, the fog begins to clear.
I see myself – fragile, yet resilient.
A survivor.
A warrior.
A work in progress.
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Journal Entry Continues:
"I'm tired of hiding.
Tired of shame.
Tired of fear.
I'll rise, slowly.
I'll heal, imperfectly.
I'll find my voice.
And scream."
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FanfictionEvara, once a vibrant child, succumbs to depression as she navigates adulthood. Her smile hides the scars of a tumultuous childhood, marked by witnessing her parents' violent fights and her aunt's son attempted molestation - a secret she kept hidden...
