One of the hardest realities to accept is that sometimes you can pour into people, pray for people, support people, sacrifice for people, and still find yourself rejected, forgotten, misunderstood, or shut out of the very lives you invested in. That hurts. 💔 It challenges your identity. 💔 It tempts you toward bitterness. 💔 It makes you question whether your investment mattered at all. But here’s what I’m learning: Your value is not determined by who chooses to stay connect