I believed in permanence. In building a life carefully. In trusting the person beside me to protect it. I thought love was something you chose once—and then held onto no matter what. I was wrong. When betrayal ended my marriage, I didn’t stay to fight for what was already broken. I left. I rebuilt. I learned how to live without waiting for the ground to give way beneath me. Three years later, my life is steady. Quiet. Mine. Then the past comes back—and I’m forced to face a truth I earned the hard Healing doesn’t mean going back. And love shouldn’t cost you yourself. This is my story of choosing forward. Of learning that permanence isn’t promised—it’s chosen. Carefully. Honestly. On my terms. If you’ve ever loved deeply, lost painfully, or wondered whether it’s possible to start again without repeating the same mistakes… This story is for you. Start reading Choosing Forward today.