It’s not about winning; it’s about watching you lose, watching you doubt, watching you shrink. That’s their trophy, and they’ll go to any lengths to get it—any betrayal, any lie, any line crossed. Because to them, the only proof they exist, the only way they feel real, is knowing they’re the cause of someone else’s sorrow.
So if you’re sitting there feeling the weight of those words, like they were spoken right into your story, you’re not alone. You’re not crazy. You’re not weak. You’re waking up. You’re seeing clearly, and that is holy ground. Do something brave: share this with someone stuck in the fog. Like it, comment, let your voice be heard. This kind of healing begins when we stop pretending it didn’t happen, when we look it in the eye and say, “No more. Choose you every time.” Because the road out is rough, but freedom—freedom is worth every step.
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