Anonimo
The Kind of Hurt Only Love Can Give
There is a different kind of pain that only your favourite person can give you.
When a stranger hurts you, you eventually move on. When someone you barely know disappoints you, it stings for a while before life carries on.But when the person who feels like home becomes the reason you’re hurting, something inside you quietly changes.
It doesn’t stop at tears. It follows you into ordinary moments. And the worst part of it is when they don’t even realise how much they’re hurting you and instead of talking over the issue and resolving it they keep on skipping that topic that creates a feeling of being dismissed which alone can kill deeper to deeper feelings for someone.
It’s a very strange thing how when things are in the intial stages they seem to be PERFECT but as the years grow you realise that it’s more about compromises and not about talking daily being babied daily or anything. Maybe it’s the pain that I’ve held inside that’s being reflected through this article but yes I really think that hardships are a biggest part of a relationship.
Maybe the deepest lesson is this: the people we love have the greatest power to break us, but they should never have the final say in who we become. The heart may carry the scars for a long time, but even scarred hearts learn how to beat freely again.
Some people leave us feeling lost. Time doesn’t erase what happened, but it slowly helps us find our way back to ourselves. And perhaps that’s the bravest kind of healing—not forgetting the person who hurt you, but remembering that you existed before them, and you’ll continue to exist long after the pain has faded.
Beautifully written. The emotions felt honest and relatable, and the ending was especially powerful. It reminds us that while the people we love can hurt us the most, they don't define who we become. ❤️
This hits different. When our favourite person hurts us, it feels like they wring our heart and throw it. the feeling is pain, disappointment, and disbelief.
this felt deeply honest especially the parts about feeling dismissed the ending was hopeful without feeling forced and gave the reflection a quiet sense of strength