ig my entire life is going to be about letting go, no way i get to live this over and over and over

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ig my entire life is going to be about letting go, no way i get to live this over and over and over

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sometimes you have to remind yourself to get out of that story you do not belong in.
āwhy the fuck would you do that to me?ā
ā me, to myself.
i might be wrong, but i think love is wanting to have a deep conversation about anything with just that one person. i think love is being curious. the itch to know more. the scars, where they came from. why you cross your fingers every time youāre scared. noticing how you go quiet the moment someone you donāt know enters the room, because itās your way of saving yourself from whatever you think could hurt you. love is doing something for them even if you hate it, because the little spark in their eyes is worth it.
love is ego-wounded. limping. unable to walk.

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sometimes i think about all the ways i could save the people i love if i ever had to.
iād jump off cliffs for them. iād jump into water even if i canāt swim and i know iām the one whoāll drown.
iād slap the monster back if it meant the monster would look at me and leave them alone.
there are so many ways i wish i could take their pain away. so many versions of me that are ready to fight to the death for them without even thinking.
and then there are days when iām so distant from all of them that it scares me. it makes me feel as heartless as the monster iām trying to protect them from.
zoned out in the middle of work today, in a room full of a hundred people, on the verge of tears. just thinking about how much of myself i had to let go this year just to make peace with the fact that i simply cannot force anyone to be good to me. and itās almost embarrassing to accept this, because then i ask myself - what if this is just victim complex, what if iām the difficult one here. iām sorry but for now iād rather isolate and do my thing than get close to anyone till i heal from whatever phase this is.
and if i donāt fight for things, they end. thatās how itās always been. it ended. quietly. stupidly.
i was just talking to someone and realised how 2025 has basically been one long lesson in letting go. jaane do has become my default setting. people, places, friends, all of it. it started with that one person and since then itās like my body just learned to release before it can be left. i say cool, leave, like it doesnāt sting. but it does. itās just easier this way. not peace exactly. more like exhaustion dressed as peace. but maybe thatās what survival looks like right now.
my problem is that i canāt see the bad in someone once i like them. even when they try to show me who they really are, i hold on to who i want them to be. i fall in love with potential, not reality. i build soft versions of people in my head and defend them like theyāre real. i ignore patterns and tell myself to be patient because āmaybe theyāll change.ā but the truth hits hard. potential doesnāt love you back. it doesnāt show up, it doesnāt choose you. and someday you have to admit that they werenāt complicated, you just refused to see clearly. they were always showing you who they were. you just kept hoping theyād become someone else.

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hereās what i really think about love:
1. itās not about grand gestures. sometimes not even the small ones we hype up. love is about where youāve come from, what youāve survived, and who youāre willing to become. the real test is: will it still feel easier to hold hands when new battles show up?
2. your ātypeā is just physical attraction. it fades. at some point you realize you donāt even have a type because even your type can end up not being your type.
3. if someone has to find their way back to you, they will. but you canāt keep clinging to that hope. sometimes it takes 50 years, sometimes 2 months. either way, it only happens if both of you grow while missing each other.
4. you never fully stop loving someone. unless it was brutally painful, thereās always a soft corner that stays, quietly holding the version of them you loved, and the version of yourself who loved them.
5. love doesnāt always motivate you to move forward. that push has to come from within. love just exists. itās the hand you hold while you fight your own battles. not the thing that fights them for you.
you know how they say the right person will save you. iāve learned that the right friends do too.
there are people who hold your world steady without even trying, who make belonging feel effortless. once youāve had that, anything less feels like breathing in a room with no windows. because hereās the thing. when your heart breaks, you run back to your friends. but when your friendships break, thereās no safe place to return to. no familiar couch to collapse on. no late night call that makes it all feel less heavy.
and friendship isnāt about fault. some people will love you quietly from a distance, and that will be enough. some people youāll talk to every day and still never find the language of closeness. itās not about how often, itās about how deeply.
so iāve stopped pretending that romance comes first. iāve learned to take friendships seriously. to water them like plants, to guard them like secrets, to treat them as holy as the kind of love we keep writing poems about.
ā James Baldwin, They Canāt Turn Back
iām ranting, yes. but hereās something iām finally coming to terms with - thereās no point in romanticising anything.
you have to act like you deserve the bare minimum: kindness. answers. accountability. respect. you have to act like your vulnerability matters.
like your strength matters. your access, your softness - all of it is important. because if you donāt, people will: threaten you. demean you. discredit you.
theyāll start thinking for you. theyāll take the narrative out of your hands and call your thoughts delusional. their dismissal will be āboundaries. your effort will be āclingy.ā
their manipulation? ājust protecting myself.ā
i need to stop putting people on pedestals. no more temples where there shouldāve been mirrors.
watching yourself slowly give up on love as a former lover girlie while everyone around you finally finds it has to be the most humbling experience.

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but you think too much. too sensitive. too serious. too unserious. too less. too much. too desperate. too absent. too self-piteous. too apathetic. too sad. too vulnerable. too loud. too quiet. too aggressive. too demanding. too passive. too emotional. too anxious. too impulsive.
and as much as i want to tell you that for the right people you wonāt be too much, i am scared by the time the right people do come, whatever that means, youād be too wary to even want to look their way. youād have learned your lessons, tuned down your personality. but then they will tell you to open your heart, a few quick generated words they typed ā āneed something motivational for a friend who thinks too much.ā and you will shrug. been there. saw that.
i think itās adorable how we sometimes adopt the little cute mannerisms of the people we spend the most time with ā the way we find ourselves humming the same song our friend has been singing two hours ago when we met them. the way we hear the sound of our motherās laughter in our own after a long conversation with her over the phone. the way you start texting like that one person without even realizing. i think this says so much about the art of noticing in general. youāre listening even when you're not. youāre connected even when the person is not around you.
itās not always about the bigger impacts. itās also about the small ones - the ones that bring a smile to your face on a random monday night.