I met him online-what began as pixels and promises quickly became the center of my world. He knew the right words, the perfect lies. I gave him all of me, not realizing I was handing over pieces I'd never get back. What he left behind wasn't just heartbreak-it was a wound that never fully closed. This is the story of a love that lived in the digital shadows, yet scarred me in the most real, devastating way. I battled silent nights, crushing anxiety, and thoughts darker than I ever imagined. I questioned my worth, my sanity, even my will to keep going-all because of one person who held too much power over my heart. But then, when I was most fragile, someone new saw me-not the broken parts, but the whole. Love returned... gently, unexpectedly. Still, I wonder: Can you ever fully heal from the one who almost destroyed you? Can a new beginning erase the past? This isn't just a love story. It's a survival story.