THINK

“THINK” - Charcoal & Acrylics on Canvas - I was always that kid. @nila_untamed #inspiration #viral #fyp

The one who laughed too loud.
Danced anywhere.
Smiled at strangers.
Walked into a room and somehow made it feel lighter.

Then somewhere along the way, I started confusing love with saving people.

I became so busy trying to understand broken men, excuse their behaviour, carry their pain and protect them from the consequences of their own choices…

that I stopped protecting myself.

Emotional abuse didn’t break me all at once.

It happened slowly.

Every time I made myself smaller to keep the peace.
Every time I questioned my own reality.
Every time I forgave something that was destroying me.
Every time I tried to save someone who had no intention of saving themselves.

And eventually, the girl who was once so full of life started destroying her own.

For years, I repeated the same pattern.

Different man.
Same wound.
Same belief that if I loved harder, understood more, forgave faster, stayed longer…

I could save him.

I finally realised something that changed everything:

I was never meant to save broken men.

And somewhere in trying to do that, I had become broken too.

So now I’m choosing someone else.

Me.

I’m going back for that little girl.

The loud one.
The wild one.
The one who danced before she knew she was supposed to be embarrassed.
The one who laughed before anyone taught her to dim herself.

My art is how I find her again.

Piece by piece.
Layer by layer.
Rip by rip.

Bo Wilde — art to heal.