Hindi pa perfect, pero at least may progress.
Thank You, Lord, for every little blessing and every step forward. 🙏🏻
Raw progress. Real life. One day at a time. 🌱
Iba ka din Lord. Been crying all night hanggang ngayong umaga, I've been ranting sayo na pagod na pagod na ako, tas eto ka. Sa dami ng magpopop up na verse sa phone ko today, eto pa talaga. Thank you for always making me feel na andito ka lang. I love you, Lord. 🫶🙏
Cutting people off feels different now. It’s not anger, it’s grief. Like dang… I really wanted you here, but your actions showed me I’m not safe with you.
Real love isn’t butterflies, late night texts, cute photos, or perfect moments. Real love begins when the masks come off. It’s when someone sees the version of you that the world doesn’t get to see the overthinker, the broken soul, the insecure mind, the tired heart, the person who struggles silently.
Real love is finding someone who stays when you’re difficult to understand, when your emotions become heavy, when life becomes complicated, and when loving you requires patience instead of convenience.
It’s not about who stands beside you during your victories. It’s about who sits with you through your failures. Who wipes your tears when nobody else notices them. Who chooses to understand instead of judge. Who chooses to stay instead of leave.
Real love means accepting flaws, forgiving mistakes, supporting dreams, healing wounds, and growing together through every season of life. It means being someone’s safe place in a world full of temporary people.
i completely exhausted myself trying to choose you, and the most devastating part is you never even noticed how hard I was fighting to hold us together. I sat by my phone waiting for texts that never came, gave you endless space, and let you treat me like a part-time OPTION whenever it was convenient for you.
It genuinely BROKE something inside of me to watch you quietly fade away, looking at me with COLD eyes like our entire history meant absolutely nothing to you.
I never WANTED this to end up as a bitter lesson I genuinely wanted it to be you. But my loyalty, my patience, and my constant communication couldn't fix a person who was perfectly comfortable with losing me.
I know I wasn't perfect either, and I won't hold anything against you, but I finally have to accept that I deserve a love that doesn't require me to destroy myself to keep it. I'll always forgive you, but I can never forget how easy it was for you to let me go. Goodbye.
The best decision I ever made was to be quiet. I have nothing to prove. I'm done explaining myself, done convincing anyone of my worth, and done fixing what I didn't break. I refuse to fight for a spot in anyone's life. If you see my value, great. If you don't, that's on you. I'm not forcing anyone to appreciate me, respect me, or treat me right. That's a choice they have to make on their own. Just lessons and a future that no longer includes people who took me for granted
One thing I've learned this year:
People can genuinely care about you and still not have the capacity to love you the way you need to be loved.
That's why self-respect is important. Sometimes choosing yourself means walking away from something you wish could've worked.