She told me that I would choose him, but what I realize now is, that doesn't mean he would choose me in return.

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She told me that I would choose him, but what I realize now is, that doesn't mean he would choose me in return.
Please, let this time be different.
Lisa Lopes on set of 'Unpretty', 1999.
Iāve been strong for everyone else for a long time - now Iām going to be strong for me.
Itās okay that I gave love freely, even when it wasnāt returned. That means my heart is whole, not broken.
Itās okay to grieve what couldāve been, even if I know it wasnāt good for me. I donāt need to hate myself for caring.
Iām allowed to draw a line. Iām allowed to start over. Iām allowed to say: I want peace, not chaos.
From now on, I choose me - not out of bitterness, but out of respect.
Because I am worth protecting. I am worth supporting. I am worth choosing - even if Iām the only one doing it right now.
āDo you have any regrets?āĀ
āJust one. I tried to heal a broken person with love, hoping they'd become whole. But all I did was break myself in the process.āĀ Ā
I didnāt leave because I stopped loving you ā
I left because I stopped recognizing myself.
In your house, I became a stranger to my own soul.
Smiling through silence.
Suffocating in stillness.
Speaking truth to walls that only echoed insults.
You called it love,
but love doesn't bruise the spirit
or shatter the voice of the woman beside you.
You didnāt want a partner - you wanted a puppet.
Pretty, quiet, and obedient.
But I am not your mother.
I was not born to fold myself into shadows
just so you could feel tall.
My body, my heart, my voice - they are mine.
And I will no longer apologize for existing as I am.
I gave you all I had
until I was pouring from an empty cup,
and you still told me it wasnāt enough.
You mocked my softness,
then wondered why it hardened.
I grew distant because your hands werenāt gentle.
Your words didnāt heal - they carved wounds.
And the love I once had for you
died every time I was told I was nothing.
So no, I wonāt come home.
Because your version of home
was a place where my soul starved.
Iām not bitter - Iām awake.
Iām not broken - Iām healing.
And the woman you thought would stay forever?
She chose herself this time.
I release the energy of her -her lies, her presence, her manipulation.
I release the weight of past betrayals that taught me to tolerate what I now reject.
I release the anger that keeps me tethered to battles Iāve already outgrown.
I release the need to be understood, the desire to fix, and the burden of pretending Iām okay with things Iām not.
This is me choosing peace. This is me returning to myself.
- D
Dear, you.
I see you ā not the surface version, but the energy you bring. You play small games and tell small lies, and maybe you think they go unnoticed. But they do not with me. And Iām not the one.
Your patterns donāt intimidate me. They just confirm why your season ended and mine began. Iām not here to compete with you, Iām not here to argue, and Iām definitely not here to babysit your immaturity. Iām here to love ā and build ā and protect the peace thatās been long overdue.
I wonāt let your chaos poison the light weāre growing here. You had years to be who he needed. Now that heās found peace, your resistance says everything. But hereās what you need to know:
I will always put the child first. Always. But I wonāt let you play games at the cost of our sanity, our plans, or this childās stability. Thatās not power ā thatās dysfunction.
You will not control this narrative anymore. I am not your enemy, but I will be a boundary you canāt cross.
ā Me
ā Clementine Von Radics, from In A Dream You Saw A Way To Survive; "The Fear" (via lunamonchtuna)
āPut it in the simplest, you give me your all nd Ima send it back with interestā
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āDonāt you know your imperfections is a wonderful blessing? From Heaven is where you got it from. I love your smile, you can do it without style.ā
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āTake one step towards him, he takes two towards you. Even when all else fails, God supports you.ā
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