You fall for the broken ones because you think love can fix anything.
Your type isn't a hair color or a height. Your type is damaged. You see someone carrying the weight of their entire backstory and your brain goes "I can fix them." And honestly? Sometimes you DO. You have this insane ability to see past someone's walls, their trauma responses, their defense mechanisms — straight to the person underneath. You love with patience, with gentleness, with a kind of devotion that most people can't even comprehend. You become their safe space. Their reason to try again. Their proof that the world isn't all bad. It's beautiful. It's also exhausting. Because you pour so much into healing someone else that you forget you might need healing too. Your love story is gorgeous — just make sure it's not one-sided.
Get your read — free on iPhoneyou love people who need saving because being needed feels safer than being wanted. if you're the healer, you're irreplaceable.