Two people can witness the same moment and walk away with completely different wounds. Reality is shared. Interpretation is personal. Every argument, every war, every heartbreak — trace it back and you'll find two people defending the story they told themselves, not the event itself. The question isn't "what happened?" The question is "why does your version feel like the only truth?"

The fight was never about what happened. It was about what it meant.

“People rarely fight over reality. They fight over interpretation.”