We all carry ghosts.
Not the kind that rattle chains — but the kind that whisper in our minds when it’s quiet.
The choices we wish we hadn’t made.
The people we hurt.
The moments we lost.

Haunted is a journey through that lingering sorrow —
the ache of mistakes that won’t let go,
and the inner war that comes when you can’t forgive yourself.

But guilt isn’t meant to be a life sentence.
It’s meant to teach.
To humble.
To open the door to something higher:
compassion for yourself.

Because healing doesn’t mean forgetting.
It means facing the echo… and no longer fearing it.