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Full of Love, Even When I Forget

Today, I was reminded of something I didn’t even realize I had forgotten: I am full of love. And not just any kind of love—the overflowing kind. The kind that spills into the spaces around me, touching the people in my life in ways I sometimes don’t even notice.

It’s funny how we can be the last ones to see our own light. I’ve been feeling a little empty lately, like I don’t have enough love left for myself. And when that happens, everything feels a little heavier. My thoughts turn inward, my energy dips, and the self-doubt creeps in. Do I love myself enough? Am I even lovable when I feel like this?

And then, life steps in with its little reminders. Not once, but twice… maybe even three times today, I had people tell me—directly or indirectly—that I radiate love. That I am someone who gives, who nurtures, who makes others feel seen and valued.

At first, I brushed it off. Because isn’t that what we do? We struggle to accept the good things about ourselves, especially when we’re not feeling our best. But then, I paused. If people around me can see love pouring out of me even when I feel empty, then maybe—just maybe—there’s more in me than I think.

Maybe I’m not running on empty after all. Maybe love isn’t something I have to hold onto—maybe it’s something that naturally flows through me, whether I realize it or not.

And if that’s true, then I owe it to myself to receive some of that love too.

So this is my little reminder, not just for myself, but for anyone else who needs to hear it: Even when you feel like you don’t have enough love for yourself, you are still full of love. It’s in the way you show up, the way you care, the way you make space for others. And just like everyone else in your life deserves love, so do you.

Today, I’m choosing to believe the people who reminded me of my own love. And if you’ve been feeling a little lost in your own self-love, I hope you choose to believe it too.

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Okay, so, have you ever fallen for someone, and it feels like they’re the one? Like, they’re the main character in your love story, and it’s all just supposed to work out? They check all your boxes, make you feel seen, fill every emotional and physical need, and you’re like, "Yep, this is it. This is the greatest love of my life."

And there’s this crazy connection, right? Like, every time your eyes meet, it’s like there’s some invisible force pulling you together—like the universe is winking at you and saying, "You two? Yeah, you’re soulmates." And you’re like, "Aww, this is so cute, we’re gonna be together forever!"

But wait, plot twist—there’s no future together. I mean, you’re standing there in love, they’re standing there in love, but life’s over here, casually being like, "Lol, nope, not today." It’s a whole mess. And it’s the worst because it’s not that they don’t love you back! Oh no, they do. The love is there, but the timing? A total disaster.

And you know how people love to say, "Right love, wrong time"? Babe, I’m here to tell you—there’s no such thing. Like, if it’s the wrong time, how is it the right love? The timing is part of what makes love work. Love isn’t just about those butterflies or cute little stolen glances. It’s about timing, commitment, and the reality of life. And if that doesn’t line up, the love can’t be right. I mean, are we really out here calling something "right" when it’s not actually happening in the right moment? Nah, we’re not doing that.

So, you’re left wondering, "If this is supposed to be my one great love, then why is it so damn hard?" Like, how is something that feels so perfect in your heart such a chaotic dumpster fire in real life? And maybe that’s the kicker—maybe some love is just meant to shake us up, make us feel things, and teach us a few lessons. But, sorry babe, it’s not always meant to stick around for the long haul.

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I think, it’s about time that I wrote about him. Mr. Hot Glasses or MHG for short. 😊 We have been talking consistently for quite some time,