Hearing this was painful. I felt betrayed that he hadn’t trusted me with something so important, yet I also saw the vulnerability in his confession. It opened my eyes to the fact that while I had been healing from the accident itself, he had been silently suffering too.
That moment became a turning point. Instead of driving us further apart, his honesty gave us a chance to rebuild on a foundation of truth. We’ve since learned that healing isn’t just about moving past pain — it’s about facing it together, choosing compassion over resentment, and creating space for honesty, even when it’s hard
