Chapter 8
It wasn't a single moment that broke me.
It wasn't one fight.
Or one harsh word.
It was everything.
Layer after layer.
Day after day.
Until something inside me quietly gave up.
I remember sitting alone one night, staring at nothing.
Not crying.
Not thinking.
Just… empty.
And that scared me more than anything else ever had.
Because pain meant I was still feeling.
Still reacting.
But emptiness?
That meant I was fading.
I started questioning everything.
Was I the problem?
Was I too much?
Too emotional?
Too weak?
Or was I just… unseen?
That night, I realized something I didn't want to accept.
If I stayed the same, in the same place, around the same people, i would lose myself completely.
And I couldn't let that happen.
Even if I didn't know how to fix it…
I knew I had to start trying.