When you lose your family — your parents, your sisters, the people who shaped the rhythm of your days — the world doesn’t just change, you do.
There’s a part of you that learns to stop expecting warmth, because it feels safer to live without needing it.
You become your own guardian, your own comfort, your own history.
And for a long time, that’s enough — because it has to be.
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