#relationshipfears

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Jianny’s Free Gift: Break Free From What’s Blocking Love | Fearless Love

I just watched this short video about hidden fears that block love, and it really made me reflect. it talks about why even successful people struggle in relationships and how to overcome it. plus, there’s a free guide you can download—definitely worth checking out.

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Jianny’s Free Gift: Break Free From What’s Blocking Love | Fearless Love

Struggling to find love despite being successful? Jianny Adamo from Fearless Love breaks down the 7 hidden fears that might be sabotaging your relationships in this quick video. She shares how high-achievers can break free from these fears and offers a FREE guide to help you on your journey. Check it out!

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Jianny’s Free Gift: Break Free From What’s Blocking Love | Fearless Love

Struggling to find lasting love? Jianny Adamo reveals 7 hidden fears holding high-achievers back. Watch now and grab your FREE guide to start your journey to fearless love!

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Jianny’s Free Gift: Break Free From What’s Blocking Love | Fearless Love

Unlock the secrets to lasting love! Watch Jianny from Fearless Love reveal the 7 hidden fears that may be blocking your relationships. Take action today by downloading your FREE guide and start your journey to true happiness in love.

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Jianny’s Free Gift: Break Free From What’s Blocking Love | Fearless Love

Struggling to find lasting love despite success in other areas? You're not alone. In this video, Jianny from Fearless Love uncovers the 7 hidden relationship fears that hold high-achievers back. Discover how these fears may be sabotaging your love life and get your FREE guide now. Simply leave your name, email, and phone number for instant access. Begin your journey to fearless, fulfilling love today!

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The One Who Loves More

A major fear of someone who is in a relationship or is contemplating getting into one, is that they’ll love their partner more than their partner will love them. They may even be okay with this idea, they may be more scared that the other person will realize and then their partner will leave them. They may be more scared that they’ll be too much for their partner and smother them or scare them away.

I know that this was 1000% me.

I felt that I could break her with how much love and affection I felt towards her. I thought I loved her more. I was always making these grand gestures just to see her reaction. I wanted to show her how much I cared. then there were times when I wondered why she never did or said anything back. She’d call me a loving insult and smile like a dork... but that was it. Where was my grand gesture? Didn't she love me as much as I loved her?

This bothered me... more than I’d like to admit.

To get myself to stop thinking about it, since I wanted to believe that I was wrong about being the one who loved more, I’d think about all the little things she does for me. “Are you okay?” “I want to beat him up...!” “You gotta eaaat!” “You should be getting to sleeep” “How are you?” “Have a good day?”

She cares, she really does. And it became even more clear to me just recently that she cares for me just as much as I care for her. It’s homecoming season. She had asked on snapchat if anyone was trying to go to homecoming this year, so I nonchalantly asked if she’d be my date. I got a very unexpected reply that sent mixed messages. I had thought she had turned me down. But then she told me she was working on something. Then the next week she sent me a snap of the corner of a black piece of paper. She did this over and over until finally today she arrived in front of me before school with a homecoming proposal poster.

My girlfriend turned down my invitation to homecoming because she wanted to do something big for me and I love her so much. I don’t know how I went a day without her in my life.

The moral of this story is... Don’t stop loving even if you’re the one who lives more. You won’t regret it. If they’re the one, they’ll prove it to you.

Everyone has a fear like this at some point. Chances are your fear is irrational, now that doesn’t mean it’ll just go away. I’m still scared and have this fear. but now every time I look at that poster i’ll remember all the time she spent working on it and all the things, big and small, that she does for me. I hope that if you have a fear like this, that this helped you.

Thanks for reading! I’ll catch all you interwebers later!

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WHEN I CHOSE TO LET YOU GO.

When I chose to let you go, there was no great moment of triumph.

There wasn’t an earth-shattering epiphany that changed my life, where music played and the universe conspired to bring everything together for good.

There was no conflict, no turmoil and no struggle. No internal argument. No weighing of pros and cons. No decision to be analyzed to death—even by me, who cannot make a decision without weeks of obsessive thought over every possible outcome.

There were only two words, when I chose to let you go:

No more.

No more will I measure my worth against your opinion. No more will I be pressed into the shapes you carved for me. No more will I tell my heart to quiet down, ashamed of its clatter. No more will there be blood on my feet from the eggshells I walked on as I tried not to give cause for your disapproval.

No more will I anguish over the ways you misunderstood me. No more will I fight to justify the intention of my heart. No more will I beg for you to see me, the real me—to know me, to love me.

No more will I live my life for you.

When I chose to let you go, there was no holy encounter. The stars did not collapse from the sky and cascade into the oceans. There was no ferocious wind that rattled the walls or blazing fire that consumed all within its destructive path.

There was only quiet resolution, the silent death of leaves that drift to the ground as frost begins to waste them away. And there I found myself, in the barren ground where you once stood; I came to understand there must be winter.

Winter in all its loss, its grief, its letting go. There must be a time for old things to die, that new things may be born.

When I chose to let you go, it was for me.

I learned to love myself even when you made me feel I deserved no love. To honor my own needs, my own heart and my own potential. To walk my own path, not yours. To not be pulled back into your confines while my spirit yearned to be free.

When I chose to let you go, I made coffee, ate toast, and folded clothes. I went to yoga and collected my mail and paid my bills. There was nothing out of place on the outside of my ordinary life—no visible change, nothing new or different.

There was only surrender.

One moment.

One breath.

I chose to let you go.

And in doing so, I chose me.

By Kathy Parker