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What I don't understand for the life of me is. How I cared for you while no else did. How I tried to change your life while no one else was willing to believe in you. How I tried to save you at the risk of losing myself. And how I gave and gave and gave, while you were too busy to return anything back to me. I loved you. And still, you ended up fucking me over. You gave me darkness while all I did was give you light.
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Emotional abuse is a quiet kind of violence. It doesn't hit you all at once, no fists, no visible bruises. It creeps in slowly, through words, through silence, through looks that make you doubt yourself more than anything else. You start to question everything-your worth, your sanity, your place in the world. It's the manipulation that makes you feel like you're losing your grip, like somehow it's your fault for feeling like this.
It's the kind of abuse that digs in deep, makes a home in your head, and lives there rent-free. And no one else sees it happening. To the outside world, everything looks fine. But inside, you're unraveling. The worst part? You don't even realize how bad it is until you're too far gone to remember what you were like before it started. That's the real damage-it breaks you without ever laying a hand on you. đ
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It's the wrong people who teach you the hardest lessons. They're the ones who make you question yourself, who show you what you don't want, and who push you to your limits. They force you to see the cracks in your boundaries and the ways you've settled for less than you deserve.
But it's through them that you learn to value the right people, the ones who won't make you second-guess everything. The wrong people show you how to protect your heart, to recognize when to walk away, and that sometimes, the most important lesson is letting go.
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You said you loved me, but your actions told me otherwise. Words came easy for you, but they didn't match what you did. You promised care, but left me feeling alone. You spoke of loyalty, yet you were never really there when it mattered. I kept waiting for your actions to catch up to your words, but they never did. In the end, it wasn't what you said that stuck with me-it was what you didn't do.
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October, please be kind. The year has already worn me down, chipped away at my patience and left me feeling more tired than I'd like to admit. I need this month to be softer, to give me a moment to breathe. Let the crisp air clear my head, the falling leaves remind me that it's okay to let go of what's no longer serving me.
I'm not asking for everything to be perfect, just a little bit of peace, a little space to collect myself. October, give me time to pause, to find some balance in the chaos, and to feel a little warmth before the cold settles in. Just be gentle this time. I need it... đ
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When you love someone, really love them, walking away doesnât even cross your mind. You donât look for the exit when things get hard; you look for a way through. Not because itâs easyâhell, love is never easyâbut because deep down, you know theyâre worth it. You sit through the mess, the arguments, the awkward silences, not because you enjoy the struggle, but because the person across from you matters more than the discomfort. You push through, even when it feels like pulling teeth, because love isnât about running when it gets tough. Itâs about staying when everything inside you is screaming to leave, because you know what you have is worth the fight.
Love isnât finding someone whoâll never cause you pain. Thatâs a fantasy, and youâre smarter than that. Itâs about finding someone who makes the hard stuff worth it, someone who doesnât run at the first sign of trouble. Itâs knowing that, yeah, youâre going to hurt each other sometimes, youâre going to screw up, say the wrong things, and clash in ways that make you question everything. But you also know, deep down, that theyâre the one person youâd rather go through the fire with than sit comfortably on the sidelines with anyone else.
When you love someone, you stop keeping score. Itâs not about whoâs right, whoâs wrong, or who apologized first. The ego doesnât matter. The petty stuff? It fades away. What matters is holding onto each other when the world feels like itâs pulling you apart. Love isnât about winning, itâs about survivingâtogether. Itâs about sitting in the room and hashing it out, no matter how ugly or uncomfortable it gets, because you canât imagine leaving that room without them.
Love makes you want to stay, even when every bone in your body is telling you to run. Even when it would be so much easier to walk away, to leave the hard conversations and the hurt behind. But you donât, because when you love someone, you know theyâre worth more than the easy way out. You choose to stay and figure it out, again and again, because thatâs what love isâshowing up, even when itâs hard, especially when itâs hard.
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You are still beautiful, no matter how many scars you carry, no matter how shattered you might feel on some days. Beauty was never about perfection-it's about resilience, about the quiet strength you show when life knocks you down and you somehow find the will to get back up. It's not the absence of cracks, but the way you fill them with gold, the way you keep going, even when the world's been cruel, when everything in you wants to stop.
Your beauty isn't in flawless skin or a smooth path; it's in the way you wear your scars like badges of survival, in the way your heart still beats with love, still finds space to care, even after it's been broken a dozen times. That takes courage, and there's beauty in that kind of strength-the kind that doesn't look perfect but is real and raw and earned.
You're beautiful not because you've avoided pain, but because you've lived through it and refused to let it harden you. You're still soft where it matters, still open, still here, even after the world tried to close you off. That softness, that vulnerability, in spite of everything, is what makes you stunning.
So, no matter what the world says, no matter what you see staring back at you in the mirror on the days when everything feels wrong, remember this: your beauty is untouchable. It's real, it's raw, and it's yours. The kind of beauty that's built from surviving, from feeling deeply, from refusing to let the world take away your light. That's the beauty that no one can take from you, no matter how many scars you wear.
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No relationship, no matter how deep, how long it's been, or how many memories you've piled up together, is worth sacrificing your mental and emotional well-being. You've got to understand-peace, that inner calm, that sense of being okay with yourself and your life, is priceless. Once it slips through your fingers, it's a hell of a struggle to get it back. And if someone's presence in your life is like a constant storm, leaving you anxious, drained, or always on edge, then it's time to take a hard look at their place in your world.
You've got to protect your peace like it's the most valuable thing you own-because it is. It's the foundation of everything else. Without it, nothing feels right, nothing sits comfortably in your soul. You can have everything else going for you, but if you're not at peace, it's like trying to build a house on sand. It just doesn't hold up. And if someone's always disrupting that peace, throwing your life into chaos, making you question your own sanity, it's time to reconsider whether they should be part of your life at all.
Sometimes, the hardest thing to do is to let go, especially when you've invested so much of yourself into someone else. But there comes a point when you have to choose between them and yourself. And let me tell you, that's not a choice you should take lightly. Because if you keep holding on to someone who's tearing you apart, you're letting go of yourself, bit by bit. And that's a price too high to pay.
It's okay to put yourself first, to say, "This isn't good for me," and to walk away. Protecting your peace isn't selfish; it's survival. It's about making sure you're okay, making sure you're living a life that doesn't feel like a battle every damn day. Because if you don't have that peace, if you're always living in a state of anxiety, stress, or emotional turmoil, nothing else is going to feel right. Nothing else is going to matter.
So, sometimes, letting go is the only way to hold on to yourself. It's the only way to reclaim that peace that makes life worth living. And yeah, it's hard. It might even feel like you're losing something important. But what you're gaining-your peace, your sanity, your self- respect-is worth so much more. Don't sacrifice that for anyone. You deserve better, and you owe it to yourself to protect what matters most: your own well-being, your own peace âď¸ â¤ď¸đ
23/8/24
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My last relationship, it taught me one of those lessons you don't forget, the kind that's burned into your soul. It showed me that love isn't about gripping so tight your knuckles turn white, isn't about clinging on for dear life, afraid that if you let go for just a second, everything will fall apart. No, love is supposed to be a choice, something that's given freely, without strings, without a damn leash attached. And if it's real, if it's meant to be, that choice is mutual, effortless in the way it keeps you connected, not because you're holding on so hard, but because you both want to be there.
I learned that when someone truly wants to be in your life, they don't need to be convinced. They don't need you to beg, to plead, to twist yourself into something you're not just to keep them around. They'll be there, standing by your side, not out of obligation, not out of guilt, but because that's where they choose to be. And the moment you start forcing it, the moment you start pushing against the inevitable, that's when the cracks start to show. That's when the heartache creeps in, the resentment builds up like poison in the veins.
Forcing someone to stay, it's like trying to hold onto water-it slips through your fingers no matter how tight you grip. And in the end, all you're left with is the emptiness, the aching realization that love shouldn't be this hard, shouldn't feel like a battle you're destined to lose. It's about letting go with grace when the time comes, as much as it rips you apart to do it. It's about knowing when to step back, to loosen your hold, and to trust that if they're meant to stay, they will. And if they're not, then maybe that's just life telling you it's time to move on, to make room for something better, something that doesn't need to be forced.
It's a hard lesson, one that leaves you bruised, but it's necessary. Because once you learn it, once you really let it sink in, you start to understand that the right people,the ones who truly belong in your life, they don't need to be tethered. They choose to be there, through the ups and downs, the quiet moments and the storms. They don't need to be forced, because they're walking the same path, willingly, beside you. And that's the kind of love that's worth waiting for, the kind that stays without you having to hold on so damn tight.
13/8/24
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It was his eyes. His eyes told a different story, one of hidden pain and unspoken dreams. They revealed the depths of his soul, the struggles he endured, and the strength he carried. While his smile masked the hurt, his eyes whispered the truth, showing a vulnerability and resilience that words could never fully capture.đ
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U worry/overthink 2 much over nothing.when will u learn to stop giving into ur fears,doubts,flaws.How many sleepless.Stressful days & nights will it take?To realize that it is all in ur head/heart.Until u finally understand how to control all that u feel.When will it stop?The constant doubt u place over ur head.The constant fear ur heart looms in.The constant cycle.The stress.The anxiety.The feeling of wanting to be more but not knowing where or how to begin.The feeling of not being enough & the constant struggle with those u want to love.When does it end?When does it all make sense? The world is broken.But that doesn't mean u have to be or u must live within its chaos.U worry.Overthink.Stress 2 much.Since we don't have much time to waste on anything else.Work on urself.Don't spend another minute worrying about things that may not matter to u a month from now. Stop overthinking about things that will mean nothing to u years down the road.Don't dwell 2 much on the past.Choose urself â¤ď¸