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Sometimes I wish I didn’t feel everything so deeply. I wish I could care a little less, overthink a little less, and let things go a little easier. But then I realize, if I didn’t feel things this deeply, I wouldn’t be me. My sensitivity, my softness, and the way I love with my whole heart are all part of who I am. Maybe feeling deeply isn’t my weakness. Maybe it’s simply the way my heart knows how to love.
The reality is, none of us are easy to be with. We all have our flaws, struggles, and difficult days. So when someone chooses to stay, understand you, and grow with you, don’t let your ego or pride ruin something genuine. Not everyone will have the patience to love you through your imperfections. When someone chooses to stay, learn to appreciate the love they’re giving you.
Just because someone is keeping you around doesn’t mean they’re choosing you.
Sometimes, they keep you because you’re convenient, familiar, or simply because they don’t want to lose access to you. But being someone’s option is not the same as being their choice.
You deserve to be chosen—not just kept.
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What we give doesn’t always return to us, but what we give will always reflect who we are. So keep loving genuinely, giving sincerely, and being kind, not because you’re guaranteed the same in return, but because that’s simply the kind of person you choose to be.
I realized I’m not really lucky when it comes to gifts or surprises, so I learned to work hard and get myself the things I want. Maybe I don’t get spoiled by others, but at least I can spoil myself.
It’s almost the BER months, and 2027 is just four months away. Time really flies, we’re getting older, life is changing, and somehow, another year is almost over.
I just hope the coming months are kind to all of us. May we find happiness, reach our goals, and most importantly, may we all win in life.
What scares you the most?
Connection, expectations, and attachment.
Because once I let someone in, I care deeply. I start expecting the same effort, hoping they’ll stay, and getting attached to their presence. And the scariest part is knowing that one day, I might have to learn how to live without someone I never wanted to lose.
Dear self,
I’m sorry for always putting you through the same situation. I’m sorry for giving people so many chances, for loving too deeply, and for expecting from others the same care and sincerity that you so naturally give.
I know all you ever wanted was to be loved, understood, and treated with the same kindness you give to everyone else. You never asked for too much—you just wanted something genuine, something consistent, something that wouldn’t leave you questioning whether you were worth staying for.
But somehow, it always ends the same way: with you hurt, disappointed, and wondering why giving your best still wasn’t enough.
Maybe it’s time to stop blaming yourself for having a good heart. Maybe you just need to learn that not everyone deserves the love you keep giving so freely.
So, dear self, I’m sorry. And I promise I’ll try to choose you, too. I’ll stop begging people to give me what I willingly give them. I’ll stop returning to places that only teach me how much it hurts to leave.
You deserve to be loved without having to earn it, chased without having to ask, and stayed for without having to convince someone of your worth.
This time, I hope you finally choose yourself.
Hi,
It’s been months. How have you been? How’s life been since we stopped talking?
I won’t lie, I still miss you. But I’ve learned that missing someone isn’t always a reason to reach out. Sometimes, you can miss someone deeply and still choose to stay silent.
I genuinely hope life is treating you well. And if you’re truly happy now, a part of me would still be happy for you. Not hearing from you has brought me some peace, but honestly, even with all this distance, you’re still somewhere in my heart.
I still think about you more than I’d like to admit. Sometimes I reread our old messages, even though I know I probably shouldn’t. They remind me of how happy we were, how loved I felt, and how much you once meant to me.
And maybe that’s all I’m allowed to have now, memories of someone I once called mine, and a quiet hope that wherever you are, you’re doing okay.
What you give won’t always come back to you, and that can hurt. But don’t let someone else’s inability to appreciate your kindness turn you into someone you’re not. You still get to choose who you are. Stay kind, but learn to give without abandoning yourself.
I think the person I’m hardest on is myself. I hate how easily I lose motivation, how my kindness gets taken for granted, and how I keep putting others first only to feel like I’m nobody’s priority. I hate how deeply I feel, how the smallest things can hurt, and how I keep making the same mistakes.
I want to become a better version of myself. I just wish I knew how to stop becoming the person I’m constantly trying to leave behind.
Maybe healing isn’t becoming someone completely new. Maybe it’s finally learning to be kinder to the person I already am.
If someone is making an effort to lose you, let them.
Don’t beg someone to stay when they’re constantly choosing distance. Love should never feel like convincing someone of your worth. Let them walk, and let yourself heal. Sometimes the hardest goodbye is the beginning of choosing yourself.
When a guy truly loves you, you won’t have to keep wondering where you stand. You’ll see it in the way he looks at you, remembers the little things, checks on you, supports your dreams, and makes an effort even when it’s not convenient.
Because real love isn’t just in the “I love you.” It’s in the consistency, the effort, the reassurance, and the way he makes you feel safe without having to beg for it.
You won’t have to chase love that genuinely wants to stay. His actions will tell you everything his words cannot.
“I chose you.”
Not because you were the only option, but because you were the one my heart wanted. I chose you deliberately, for the way your arms felt like home, for the eyes I could get lost in, for the voice I could listen to for hours, and for the smile I could never get tired of.
I had choices. I just kept choosing you.
And if life gave me the chance, I’d choose you all over again.
I listen to music more than I listen to people. maybe because songs say the things I can’t, understand the feelings I can’t explain, and stay when people sometimes don’t.
I want me back. This isn’t me. I miss the person I used to be before the overthinking, the heartbreak, and the constant questioning. I want my peace back, my happiness back, my light back. I just want to feel like myself again.