Dear Diary

Life has a way of testing us, doesn't it? The weight of struggle, of secrets held close and wounds too deep to show-yet, despite it all, we still seek happiness. I've spent years walking that tightrope, balancing pain with fleeting moments of joy. But there's one thing I can't escape: every time I let someone in, every time I bare my soul, they leave. It's as though the closer I get to someone, the farther they pull away. I've lost count of how many times this cycle has repeated. But I keep going, hoping that maybe this time will be different. Maybe this time, someone will stay. This is my story-one of endless goodbyes and the fragile hope that love can still be found in a heart that's been broken too many times.