How the Shattering Pain of Betrayal Made Me Kinder

I really didn't know what it was like to suffer from heart break until I was in my mid to late-twenties. Sure, life hadn't been perfect before then — I had felt pain before. But this was different. This was a kind of pain I never expected to feel. The kind of pain I thought for sure I was protected from. I'd been through a hardship already — an eating disorder. So I assumed I'd earned my badge of honor: how a painful experience builds character and changed the way I saw the world. I really thought I was good to go. Enter the fall of