đź“– Words That Always Turn Into Wounds
Episode 3: Three Words… And Life Was Over
> "The day those divorce papers reached my hands…
A part of me died.
What's alive now is just a body…
With no peace, no purpose."
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Divorce is just a paper with three words for the world…
But for me?
A funeral of my life.
A mockery of love.
And punishment for my silence.
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People say:
> "You could've said no. The marriage wouldn't have happened."
> "Why is it always you who brings shame to the family?"
But no one ever says:
"You were right. You only wanted love. You couldn't compromise your self-respect."
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Even my family said:
> "You ruined everything."
But was I wrong?
> When he himself said — he had already been married twice…
I still trusted him.
I loved him.
I hoped…
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But today, people tell my story like I was the villain.
No one says:
> "He broke two women's hearts."
No one says:
> "He left Aaniya too."
Everyone writes my story the way they want…
And me?
I live every day as if I'm dying inside.
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> "It's not people who humiliate me…
It's my own silence that does."
> "It's not him I cry for…
I cry because I trusted someone like him."
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Now I'm just one word…
"Divorced."
A word that becomes disgraceful in every eye,
Merciless on every tongue.
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Now, I will write.
Everything that was buried in those three words.
For all those women…
Who didn't just lose a relationship — they lost their soul.