Beautiful Things Break

You have given beautiful names to things that destroyed you.
Maybe that's what we do when something hurts too much to call it what it is.
We make excuses.
We romanticize.
We rename the unbearable until it almost feels beautiful.
But there comes a moment when the story you've been telling yourself begins to change.
And when it does, you have to decide whether you want to recognize the person staring back at you.
This is a story about becoming.
About the things we mistake for love.
About the things we refuse to see.
About the version of yourself you don't realize you're losing until she's already gone.
Some transformations save you.
Some simply teach you how to survive.
And some...
You don't notice until it's too late.