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I was loved wrong before I ever knew what love was supposed to feel like. The streets taught me survival. How to wear confidence like armor. How to smile through pain. How to make broken look beautiful. People saw the body ,The pretty face. The woman who knew how to survive. But very few ever stopped long enough to see the little girl underneath—the one still carrying wounds she never asked for. Yeah, I sold pieces of myself while trying not to lose my soul. Not because I did

Life often forces us to become someone we don’t recognize before we truly understand who we are. The title Carried by the Game is more than just words; it reflects the journey through pain, instability, and trauma that shaped a path toward healing and self-discovery. This platform is a space for those who have survived difficult moments and continue to seek peace, purpose, and identity. Every story shared here is a piece of truth—sometimes painful, sometimes healing, but alwa