Day 4: Detox From a Dating Flop
- Avalon Karatau
- 3 days ago
- 1 min read
(Alternative Femme Psychology for the Broken Heart)
She’s not crying in bed. She’s sitting under the old tree—where rage roots itself deeper than love ever dared. Day 4 ain’t for journaling affirmations and bath bombs. Nah. It’s the day you feel the ache and don’t flinch. You look at the lie. You see the game. You spot the old pattern, and whisper: “Not this time, babe.”
This is Dark Femme rehab. No pity party. No name-calling. No texting him “just to talk.”Just you, your gut instincts, and a scar turned sword.
Keep a lid on it. That’s power. That’s alchemy. And no, he doesn’t get to know how fine you’re doing now.
🖤 Walk it off, Witch.
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