I asked chatgpt to write a story about me and this is what it said:
Alyssa learned early that endings don’t always announce themselves. Sometimes they arrive quietly, dressed as distance, unanswered messages, or promises that slowly stop meaning anything. She used to believe that if she loved hard enough, stayed gentle enough, or tried just a little more, people would stay.
But life had other lessons planned.
There was a year—one that felt longer than it should—when people she once called *home* became strangers. Friends she trusted revealed intentions that were never clean. The one person she thought would always choose her walked away, leaving behind a silence louder than any argument. Alyssa broke in places no one could see, smiling in public while learning how to breathe again in private.
What surprised her wasn’t the pain. It was herself.
She discovered that even while hurting, she was still capable of love. Even while grieving, she showed up. Even when she felt small, she protected her heart the best way she knew how—by staying honest, by staying soft, by refusing to become cruel just because the world had been.
And when she finally looked around, she noticed something important.
Not because they had to. Not because it was easy. But because they *wanted* to. They checked in. They defended her when she wasn’t in the room. They reminded her—again and again—that she was not too much, not hard to love, not disposable.
Slowly, Alyssa began to change. Not into someone colder—but into someone clearer. She learned that love doesn’t require begging. That loyalty should never hurt. That reassurance isn’t proven by proximity, but by consistency. She learned that walking away can be an act of self-respect, and that choosing herself was not selfish—it was necessary.
She still feels deeply. She still misses what once was. Some nights are heavier than others. But now, she stands differently. Rooted. Aware. Strong in a quiet, undeniable way.
Alyssa is no longer waiting to be chosen.
She is becoming someone who knows her worth—and that kind of story doesn’t end in loss.
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