“You are not who left. You are who remains - and who rises.”   The Shattering When a relationship ends, especially one that was deeply entwined with your sense of self, it can feel like your identity shatters into unrecognizable pieces. Who am I without them? What now defines me? Where do I go from here? These are not just questions - they are echoes of grief, of disorientation, of a soul searching for its ground again. It’s okay if you’ve asked them. It means you’re human. I

"To forgive is to set a prisoner free and discover that the prisoner was you" Lewis B. Smedes Forgiveness can feel like a mountain too steep to climb, especially when you're carrying the weight of heartbreak, betrayal, or unresolved pain. After a relationship ends, particularly when it ends in conflict or silence, the idea of forgiving can feel like letting someone off the hook. But what if forgiveness wasn’t about them at all? What if forgiveness is the key to your  freedom?

Heartbreak can scorch the soul. But buried under the ashes is still a garden — waiting to bloom again.     During the quiet of lockdown, I often found myself walking in my local park, passing a specific cherry tree which drew my attention. Not the tallest, not the grandest. Its bark was rough, its branches strong, its beauty quiet. But when it blossomed - oh, how it blossomed.  Just for two weeks, a burst of delicate pinks against the blue sky, reminding me that even what app