Abandonment feels like the deepest cut—a wound that consumes, suffocates, and leaves an unbearable void. The grief is raw, and telling someone in that space that freedom awaits beyond the pain feels almost cruel. How can they believe it when their world is collapsing?
Yet, beyond the sorrow, there is a quiet transformation. Abandonment strips away illusions of false belonging and forces a reckoning with the self. It is an initiation into deeper self-loyalty, a brutal but sacred awakening. The pain that once felt like death becomes the gateway to something profound: a reclamation of the soul.
No one wants to hear this when they are drowning, but for those who make it through—who rise again and again—there is clarity, strength, and an unshakable knowing. The journey is treacherous, but on the other side, you finally realize: You were the sun all along.
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