Six years ago, I hit rock bottom.
In a desperate attempt to pull myself from the ashes, I had to burn the people I loved most.
Now, those same people are drowning in darkness after their world is rocked by tragedy.
I've made a business out of helping others, channeling my past trauma into a good cause. But when the one person who needs my help the most sends me away, I have another choice to make.
I'm stronger now.
I've spent years stitching up old wounds.
But the wound of my broken love story has never fully healed.
Six years ago, I lost myself.
I lost him.
I won't make the same mistake twice.