It was not just the betrayal. It was the audacity, the way someone who laughed with you, prayed with you, and knew your vulnerabilities still chose to hurt you as if you were disposable, or a project ; one of many rather than singularly valuable
That is what unsettles you. You begin replaying conversations, revisiting moments, noticing red flags you overlooked because love made you generous. Betrayal from a friend does not just wound, it humbles. It teaches you that proximity is not loyalty, and history is not safety.

People must be aware, and careful with people who have lost parents, grandparents, spouses, or children!
When someone’s been through that kind of loss, they see life completely different afterwards. They don’t tolerate fake energy, and they don’t play about their peace because they’ve already buried pieces of themselves…..

When vou lose someone that close, something in you shifts forever. You stop seeing life the same way. The person you used to be died with them in a way. Your smile different. You love different. You even breathe different. Nothing ever feels the same again…. no matter how much time passes

I’ve lost parents, grandparents, been through 3 miscarriages, lost someone extremely special, lost a child to an abortion….. try me! Press me, Push me…. go ahead