Disaster in purgatory

I'm never looking back; give me a clue on how to continue living. What we went through, day by day, has left me wanting to get away—far away. Help me understand the reasons you gave. I can't listen to lies anymore. The dreams I had are absent now, and I need to distance myself from all that was.

Mia had a dream of finding true love, but her past felt like a rock on the shore, constantly battered by the waves. She gave all her love, but her life became an empty dream filled with sorrow. Her eyes brimmed with tears, echoing the past. "How can I go on?" she yelled. "My life is a disaster." Since we severed this bond of passion, affection, and devotion, weeks have passed, and I’ve grown weary and withdrawn.