Dear Someone: Read this if you've learned that sharing your pain only made it deeper

A reminder that your wounds were never an invitation

Dear, Dear Someone, _

I need you to know something that no one ever told you when you were learning how to love with a heart that had already been cracked open too many times. Your trauma was never an instruction manual for how to hurt you. Your wounds were never an invitation for someone to press deeper into the places that already bled.