I grieved today.
I grieved today. 9.14 AM in the morning and I already cried a lot.
I am human, I do feel emotions, and sometimes these emotions come to me at the time I least expect. Itās okay. I love him. I realize I canāt unlove him. I will never be able to love him less than what I already did to him. But I have to let him thrive in his own way, which may require a lot of painful moments because he still has a lot to learn. Loving him through his lows, mistakes and lies is actually easy for me. I am hardwired to love and accept people for whoever they are. What makes it difficult is actually loving myself through my sadness, my grief, my regret, my anger, my difficult emotions, my complicated mind, my past, my trauma, and myself as a whole.Ā
āHe doesnt love meā is what I told myself everyday. To basically remind myself that he doesnāt love me indeed. But the fun thing is, I can handle the truth that he doesnāt love me; I just canāt handle the fact that I deserve better. I deserve the same energy and dedication I have been giving to him. The fact that I have to stop giving him everything I have does sting a lot in my heart. I am very much used to one-sided love, to be a giver, to sacrifice a lot, because receiving the same love I have given felt impossible.
It hurts so much. I am grieving my hope that one day he put the same effort as what I did to him. I am grieving my hope. I donāt know how to take off the pain in my chest. I donāt know how to stop loving someone without destroying me. I donāt know who I am without the love I give. I do love him. Love itself is pure, a connection, a learning journey, a path ahead. But him? He is the whole storm that I will never know how to handle. And me, I am also a whole storm that I have to handle. Oh God. I miss him. I love him. I canāt let him go by stopping loving him. I will let him go by loving him harder. I will love him to let him grow. I love him enough to give him space to make mistakes. I love him so that he can thrive and reach his full potential. I love him enough to give him space so he doesnt have to be perfect, he doesn't have to lie and make excuses, he doesnt have to keep walking on eggshells. I love him so much that I am willing to retreat from him so I wonāt expect too much from him. I love him. I do love him so much, God. This is painful.
LUMC, 9th May 2025 9.14 AM













