I once had a good heart, a heart that was pure and full of love. I was the kind of person who would go out of their way to help others, who would always see the good in people, and who would never judge. I believed that the world was a place of kindness and compassion, and that everyone was worthy of love.

But then, life happened. I faced pain and hurt that shook me to my core. I was betrayed by people I trusted, and I watched as my dreams and aspirations were shattered. I felt a deep sense of anger and resentment building up inside me, and I began to question whether I really had a good heart or if I was just naive and foolish.

As time passed, the pain and hurt began to change me. I became more guarded and less trusting. I started to see the world in a different light, and I realized that not everyone had a good heart like I did. I learned to protect myself and to only open up to those who truly deserved it.

But despite the changes that pain and hurt brought to my life, I never completely lost my good heart. I still believed in the power of love and the importance of treating others with kindness and compassion. I just learned to be more selective about who I allowed into my life and who I chose to share my heart with.

In the end, I realized that pain and hurt are a part of life, but they don't have to define us. We can choose to let them change us for the better or to let them break us. I chose to let them change me, and I emerged stronger and wiser than before. I still have a good heart, but now I know how to protect it and keep it safe.
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