Note.

Humans have a lesser tolerance for pain.

Their threshold for pain is really low.

I’ve noticed a pattern.

My threshold for pain is really high. This is what makes me different.

I know how to heal myself.

Also, when I love someone I love them unconditionally.

This is where things went wrong with Voldemort.

She used horcruxes.

She had that guilt.

I ghosted her and she kept reaching out.

After a couple of months, I forgave her and started speaking to her again.

Because of her guilt, she was expecting me to strike back.

That’s what humans do. They are combative.

“You hurt me, I hurt you”.

They expect people to hurt them back. They know they are wrong and they have that guilt.

Hence she assumed I’m doing it too.

It was eating at her.

She kept using horcruxes to cut me off.

I was stupid back then.

I didn’t understand why she was hurting me or what exactly was going on.

Because back then I wasn’t aware of the games that people play and the meaning of the word betrayal.

My mind wasn’t developed. I honestly didn’t know anything much about the world.

I didn’t know what exactly was going on.

Voldemort broke me and she panicked.

She spread preconceived notions and slander.

Voldemort vanished like a hit and run car crash.

After that it was just pain.

Everyone I spoke to after that, took Voldemort’s place as a death eater.

The shit continued.

Voldemort paved the way and the death eaters effortlessly followed.