What happens when the place you run to is the very thing you're running from?
I thought I found shelter in him, a safe harbor from the storms of my past. He felt like a blueprint for forever, a structure I could finally settle into. But as the months turned into years, the comforting walls began to shift, revealing old cracks and familiar echoes. Instead of a home, I had built a shrine to my deepest wounds.
This collection traces the beautiful, terrifying discovery that the man I loved wasn't a future, but a mirror to every trauma I hadn't yet faced. It is the story of mistaking pain for passion and the difficult, necessary journey of finally tearing the disguise down
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