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Held, Then Dropped.

I relate to Love Quinn from YOU a lot. Well, not the murderous part, of course — but how, in the beginning, someone can make you feel so safe, so understood. They promise to embrace every part of you ; the good, the bad, the broken and make you believe they will love you through it all, unconditionally. They say the right things, do the right things, and for a moment, it feels like maybe this time, someone truly sees you.

But then, when the cracks begin to show, when you let them in on your worst days, they hesitate. They falter. They start pulling away. Suddenly, the parts of you they said they'd love become the parts they can’t handle. Instead of staying, instead of standing beside you when you need them most, they retreat. Sometimes, they even make it worse; turn your hurt into something unbearable. They leave you drowning in your own chaos, making you feel crazy for even having those feelings.

And after all of it, after everything you gave, every moment you chose to stay, to understand, to love them even when it hurt you, they still walk away. They leave you alone, questioning everything: Was it all for nothing? This kind of loneliness feels different. It doesn’t just ache; it lingers. It’s the weight of unmet expectations, of a connection you thought would last unraveling before your eyes. It’s the sting of realising that no matter how much you gave, it was never enough to make them stay.

It’s almost easier to have no one at all. At least then, you’re not expecting someone to show up. At least then, you’re not left wondering why you weren’t enough.

And now, I feel trapped in this cycle of believing no one will ever love me the way I love them. No one will ever stand by me, see me, hold me in the way I crave. I give everything, everythingand yet, it’s never enough. And no matter how much it breaks me, I can’t stop being the person who stays. I can’t stop wanting to fix things, to take on the pain of others, to make it better for them. Maybe it’s because I want to feel like I’ve done something good. Maybe it’s because I wish someone would do the same for me.

Or maybe it’s because I still have hope; hope that someday, someone will love me the way I love them. But that hope… it’s starting to hurt more than it heals.

mavi-gozlu-meyve

no contact while you're both still in love with each other is like being stabbed 1 million times actually

#perhaps

venturethighs

Nerdy little Sloan who is definitely not little in terms of body structure– even though they're the biggest nerd, they still don't have any bullies because of how strong they are.

Well... at least, none of them are bold enough to talk about them when they're actually around.

The height helps, too. Being nearly 6'0"/183 really deters most people.

People are still super confused on how they scored someone like you though. Someone who puts a lot of time and effort into their appearance, who would be better paired with someone on the college sports team than with a scrunkly little geek...

They surmise that they're either paying you (they aren't) or their dick game is that good (it is).

The truth doesn't lie that much deeper. The fact being that they were the first one to show you any type of genuine interest, even if it was through the history professor. They saw you as an actual person– not a walking hole to score.

Even if, at first, you don't have a lot of interests in common they are more than happy to talk your ear off about them. Likewise, they're more than happy to listen to yours. You share music tastes. You talk late into the night about anything and everything. They could make literal rocks sound interesting. Speaking of which, Rosetta is the cutest rock you've ever seen.

Not once have they ever judged you. Not even for your pizza topping preferences.

They're definitely a keeper for that. 🙂‍↕️

Let's just hope their grades don't drop because they're too busy looking at you in class.

lovealwaysandforevermore

I feel like she's so much better than I.

(As in the girl I'm in love with, not someone else)

I feel like I'm not good enough for her.

Like I want to love her.

But there's this uncertainty that she could ever feel the same is holding me back and having me protect my heart from reaching out again.

I wait for her to update something so I can have a sliver of her...

I'm just scared.

I don't want to be hurt again.

I just want love.

nebulachai-deactivated20250304

When you let go is when you soar

When you soar and you fall

That's the end you seek.

im just a memory

Green House, 809 Pepper Street, Hastings, New Zealand

Constructed in 1936 for Percy Atkins, a local well-known jockey at the time. Photograph 1 by Warren Buckland, the other 3 by Shara on Flickr

lovealwaysandforevermore

I feel like she's so much better than I.

(As in the girl I'm in love with, not someone else)

I feel like I'm not good enough for her.

Like I want to love her.

But there's this uncertainty that she could ever feel the same is holding me back and having me protect my heart from reaching out again.

I wait for her to update something so I can have a sliver of her...

I'm just scared.

I don't want to be hurt again.

I just want love.

#what a waste of a beautiful heart #let it be used. love

bpdamn

not everyone gets what it’s like to always carry sadness within you. even when you’re happy a part of you is grieving, constantly

quotefeeling

“Loyal people get hurt the most.”

— Unknown

gabiwlove

hope u think of me here n there

#perhaps

thoughtkick

“That guy with tears in his eyes and ghosts in his heart. He loved her, and you could see it.”

— Jamie Tworkowski, If You Feel Too Much

#perhaps

neofooturism

this shit fucked me up

sunspotpony

This is why I hate the like, casual ha ha aren’t men awful jokes that people like to casually throw around.

Like, men are victims of the patriarchy too, and loneliness and isolation is what brings out the worst in people.

I’m not saying you have to be nice to or defend wretched men, but don’t treat them as wretched just because they are men. Treat them as wretched because they are wretched.

naamahdarling

The interactions I watch my boyfriend have now that he passes have really changed my perception of what it is like for men, and frankly, it's bleak in some fundamental ways I didn't understand.

Friendliness is taken differently. Women interact very differently, there's not as much casual small talk like women in my part of the country will make between each other, that becomes a sudden gap, a lack of daily friendliness that is so, so wonderful. People make small talk differently. Showing happy interest in a child like waving at a toddler in a shopping cart, a NORMAL THING TO DO that is good for a small child's development and sense of security, is kind of sus suddenly. Men speak differently to one another and it can get weird, you hear people say the quiet stuff out loud, or hear people say things they wouldn't say to a woman (not all of it bad as in gross, some of it bad as in oh man you have trauma my guy, this is not how it should be).

It's not, like, REALLY bad for him, but we are adults with partners and an existing friends group. It would be such a different scene if he were younger, dating age, cis, surrounded by cis men, raised cis...the emotional landscape is...not great.

This is toxic masculinity, and it is not a reason for pity or making excuses, but a reason for sympathy.

"Plenty of people go through bad shit and don't become assholes." Yeah but some of us DO. I did. Not with masculinity stuff, it was other stuff, but I was a fucking asshole. I had to work on that and recover from it. And the environment a lot of men find themselves in is not super conducive to doing that.

"I want better for you too" is better than "your problems are your own fault". You have to give a fuck about other people. You just do. You cannot hate or dismiss entire groups of people because of characteristics that are beyond their control, even when those characteristics bestow significant privilege.

"This is a good thing you're trying to do" is better than "don't expect praise for being a decent human". Actually, I'm the kind of person who thinks it is very very important to thank people for doing things like chores and other stuff they should be doing. I think praising people for the slightest fucking thing is important, because I have lived without that and it was so very hurtful. And I think pointing out when a man is being a decent guy in an area where men are often not so decent is a good thing to do.

This isn't even about being nice to men because their help is needed. It's about being nice to people when people need help, and there's some kinds of help that men don't get as much of. And as we see above, that is just so very, very sad.

Toxic masculinity can make men behave in some pretty unempathetic ways. But our own sexist* ideas about how men are/should be can make us be pretty unsympathetic as well. I think that we need to work on that.

* "All women have an innate mothering urge and their connection to their children is always stronger than men's" is a sexist idea. The idea that men need less support for child loss is derived from that. It's a sexist idea too.

itsabear

Treating all men as aweful or unfeeling doesn't weaken patriarchy. Most of those kinds of ideas honestly strengthen it, are completely in line with patriarchy. Letting men be soft and vulnerable, helping them with grief and shit, that's how we do it. Men are humans too. So are women. Were all human.

#men who can not see their children #tend to #stats wise