God Bless my grieving heart

There’s a strange dignity in pain or at least that’s what the world keeps teaching us. We are told that suffering refines the soul, that endurance builds character, that heartbreak somehow redeems us. But maybe that’s the grand illusion, the noble suffering fallacy, the belief that pain in itself gives life moral weight. As someone…

The month comes to a close, and I find myself carrying a heavy heart. February has been relentless, filled with unforeseen pain, difficult truths, and moments that left deep scars. Some things unraveled in ways I never anticipated, and no matter how much I wish I could turn back time or rewrite certain moments, I…