Hi. Before you read this…
This story means a lot to me. It's not perfect—there might be typos, awkward grammar, or moments that feel a little unpolished. But it’s real. It came from a place of hurt, healing, and hope.
If you’ve ever stayed up late wondering if someone ever really loved you... if you’ve ever had to pretend you were okay just to get through the day... then maybe, in some way, this is your story too.
I’m not a professional writer. I just wrote with my heart. And if even one part of it makes you feel seen, understood, or a little less alone—then that’s more than enough for me.
So thank you. For being here. For giving this a chance. For listening to the kind of pain that’s hard to say out loud.
I hope you feel something.
Love,
Maldytaaa
The Weight of Almost
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