30/04/2026
We become what we refuse to release.
I had a friend who used to collect scars like they were stamps.
As if he was curating a museum of betrayals.
Now don’t get me wrong. He was justified.
But over time, it turned into a weird paradox.
Holding the pain validated his story.
But then, the pain became the story.
Pain can be a teacher. But it’s meant to visit, not move in. And you can acknowledge the hurt without making it your home.
It’s possible the things we can’t release have already released us.
We're just the last to know.
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