just me, learning to love myself a little more every day 🤍✨

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just me, learning to love myself a little more every day 🤍✨
So I went out with some old friends today, and bear in mind, this is a group of people I haven't seen all together for literally two years. Two of which I haven't spoken to at all for the whole two years.
And it was a great time, and we were chatting away, and eventually I ask around like 'what does your life even look like now' because its been so long. And I come to the realisation I'm the only one of the group, now, who is not in a relationship and has never been in a relationship.
And I moved on. Pretty quickly.
Me two years ago (even me like six months ago) would've been in tears over this. Completely jealous and allowed it to ruin my whole night.
And it's only waking up this morning do I realise I don't feel jealous, or unloved, seeing my friends in relationships anymore. I feel a note of desire to have that kind of dynamic with someone, but I don't just want a partner anymore to prove to other people (and myself) I can be loved.
Like, I'm sat here thinking 'what would I even do with a boyfriend?'. Of course I could answer that question if I found someone I adored, but some mystical imaginary blank slate of a person just doesn't fit into my wants out of life anymore. Because really, the only reason I'd want that is because I'd want to prove I am loveable, and I've gotten to a point where I just don't think that's the most important thing I have to prove to people anymore.
It's progress. For me, a lot of progress. And I'm really proud of myself <3
I could start with the easy ones,
Morning light on the wall,
The way coffee forgives me,
Songs that know my childhood,
better than I do.
I’d list faces next,
the ones that feel like home,
even when we don’t speak,
Laughter that arrives unannounced,
Hands that stayed.
Then places,
A street I never learned the name of,
but still miss,
Rooms that remember me,
more kindly than I remember myself.
I’d keep going,
Books with cracked spines,
Silence that doesn’t ask questions,
The exact moment before rain.
The list would grow long,
curling at the edges,
crowded with love I didn’t realize,
I was carrying so carefully.
And only at the end,
after the ink thinned,
after my wrist ached,
would I pause, surprised,
by the empty space left.
As if I had forgotten,
I was allowed to be included,
As if loving the world,
were easier than circling my own name,
and admitting,
I belong there too.
changed my username for the first time (so in 6yrs???). I might be changing it a bit until I feel comfortable lol. I needed change/to express all the change happening for me.
(“Free is she” actually had deep meaning for me and stands as a core of my being/ a deep desire to be completely free from all things. A desire I’ve had all my life and only have found in Christ Jesus and am still searching for in this faith).
I also got rid of half my pics on insta and have been taking an indefinite break for the past few weeks.
This is good.
Lately, I’ve been learning that healing doesn’t always look dramatic.
Sometimes it’s just waking up, doing your skincare, listening to music, drinking water, replying to messages late, overthinking a little less, and trying again tomorrow.
And honestly
I think there’s something beautiful about that.
Soft progress is still progress
🤍✨
Love, to me, has never been about grand gestures.
It’s in the small things.
The “did you eat?” texts.
The remembering.
The wanting to share every little moment with someone because life feels softer with them in it.
I think the right kind of love feels safe.
Not confusing. Not heavy. Not something you have to beg for.
Just two people choosing each other gently, over and over again.
And honestly… I hope we all get to experience a love like that someday.
🌸🥰❤️
today’s mood was basically:
doing absolutely nothing for 20 minutes… then suddenly deciding to fix my entire life 💋
somewhere between skincare, random thoughts, music, and overthinking, the day disappeared.
but honestly
I’m learning to enjoy these little chaotic, soft moments too.
life doesn’t always have to make sense to be beautiful