🩹 Entry 024 // Hurt Me How You Know Me

Familiar pain hits softer.
Even when it tears the same.

I let people close who reminded me of my worst memories —
because at least I knew the rules.
I knew the coldness.
I knew how to beg without asking.

We confuse comfort with survival.
We call the ache “normal”
and learn to miss the bleeding when it finally stops.

Gospel 024:
Just because it feels familiar
doesn’t mean it’s safe.

🩹 Reflection:
What familiar wound are you still calling home?

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