The Day the Fantasy Broke

Sometimes heartbreak isn’t rejection. Sometimes it’s the quiet moment you stop arguing with reality. An essay about unfinished bridges, recognition, and why letting go often begins with seeing what was true all along.

The Keeper of the Chapter

A mystery text message led me down a rabbit hole of old memories, unfinished stories, and one unexpected realization: sometimes the person we’re trying to get over isn’t really a person anymore. They’re a chapter. And chapters are meant to be remembered, not lived in.