The past..❤️ The past doesn't really leave you, no matter how hard you try to forget it. You replay moments, you question everything, you carry pain quietly inside. Some days you think you healed, then something reminds you and it all comes back. I'm learning that moving on isn't erasing what happened. It's accepting it happened, that it shaped me, and choosing to keep living anyway, softer but stronger than before..❤️