No one has the right to judge you. People can assume, gossip, or fill in the blanks with their own version of your story, but they'll never truly know what it was like to live it. They didn't walk through the pain that broke you, or the nights you cried yourselt to sleep trying to hold it together. They didn't feel the weight you carried in your heart, or the strength it took just to keep going when everything inside you wanted to give up. People may have heard the stories, but they'll never understand the emotions behind them - because only you lived it.