What I Did To Love

What I Did To Love

This record began as a confession. But over time, it became something else — a realization that not every wound I carried was self-inflicted, and not every apology I gave was owed.

I once believed love meant fixing what was broken, even when the breaking never stopped. I gave until there was nothing left of me, mistaking control for care and guilt for devotion. What I called love was often manipulation dressed as need — hers and mine.

For a long time, I wore the weight of every mistake alone. I took blame to keep the peace, to calm storms that were never mine to control. But the truth is, love cannot survive inside a cycle of punishment and forgiveness. It only repeats itself, louder each time.

I’ve learned that healing doesn’t come from self-destruction, or from trying to save someone who enjoys the chaos more than the calm. It comes from stepping back, accepting that some people only love you when you’re bleeding for them, and choosing to stop the bleed.

I’m not perfect — I’ve failed, I’ve hurt, and I’ve been hurt. But I’ve stopped confusing pain with passion. This EP isn’t an apology anymore. It’s a reflection. A reclamation.