the apology never came 💔🕯️🌙

It hurts so badly when someone hurts you and then just keeps living normally. Like, excuse me? 😭 They post. They laugh. They become charming in public. Maybe they even become softer for someone else, which is its own kind of knife. Meanwhile you're left with the cleanup, trying to explain to your own heart why the world didn't stop and point at what happened.

You deserved an apology. A real one 🕯️ Not 'sorry you feel that way.' Not a dramatic speech where somehow you end up comforting them. Not a tiny crumb of guilt wrapped in self-pity. You deserved someone saying, 'I did that, and it hurt you, and I'm sorry.' And it is deeply unfair that you may never hear it. But please don't let the missing apology become a place you live forever 🌙 Their silence doesn't erase your pain. Their refusal to name the wound doesn't mean the wound isn't real. You can validate yourself. You can say, 'That hurt me, and I didn't deserve it' 🤍 Say it as many times as you need. You don't have to wait for the person who broke the glass to finally admit your feet are bleeding. Step away. Clean the cuts. Let yourself heal without their signature.