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08/08/2025

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HOW TO LET GO OF SOMEONE YOU LOVED

Stop checking if they saw your story. Stop wondering if they miss you. If they did, you wouldn’t be questioning it. Mute their name, their posts, their presence. And if that feels like a little heartbreak, grieve that too. Grieve the version of you who held on too tightly.

Forgive yourself for staying when you knew you were being slowly broken. Delete the chats you keep rereading at night. Stop searching old messages for signs they cared. They knew what they were doing. They left. Let that be your closure.

Cry if you need to. Scream into your pillow. Let the pain rise to the surface. You’re not weak for hurting. You’re human. Don’t shame yourself for still caring. Don’t confuse missing them with needing them. Missing is part of letting go, it doesn’t mean you should go back.

Think about the nights you felt invisible. The times you had to ask for the bare minimum. The way you were always guessing where you stood. Stop stalking their new life. That version of love already broke you. Start choosing your own life, even if it feels empty at first.

Let yourself sit in the silence. Don’t rush to fill it. Let it teach you something. Talk to your friends, about all of it. Even the parts you think sound pathetic. You don’t need closure from them. Some people walk away without explanation, and that is the explanation.

Write until it stops hurting. Cry again if you have to. But don’t stop moving forward. Healing doesn’t always look graceful but it’s real. Let the pain visit, then let it go. And when you catch yourself looking for them in someone else, give yourself grace. That’s part of healing too.

Let yourself fall apart. But promise yourself that piece by piece, you’ll rebuild. Day by day. Because the truth is you were whole before them. And you’ll be whole again without them.

Stop trying to win them back.
Win yourself back.
That’s who’s worth fighting for.

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"My child, don’t be like me."
Not because I am ashamed of who I am,
but because I carried too much pain in silence.

Don’t be like me
the one who stayed when I should’ve walked away,
who endured when I should’ve spoken up,
who hid the ache just to keep the peace.

Be braver.
Choose freedom over fear.
Speak when it hurts.
Leave when it breaks you.

But take with you the love I held onto
the love that kept me going, even when it hurt.
Take that,
but build a life lighter than mine.

That’s my only prayer for you.

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24/07/2025

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Before you forgive them, please remember—they tried to get away with it. They didn’t come to you with the truth in their hands; they hid it behind their back, hoping you'd never see it. They weren’t honest—they were calculating. They didn’t break down in tears when they hurt you—they only showed remorse when they realized they were exposed, when the consequences became unavoidable, and when their image started to crack. That apology you received? It wasn’t a sign of growth. It was a reaction to being caught, not a reflection of genuine accountability.

Before you open the door to forgiveness, take a moment to ask yourself: if you had never found out, would they have ever stopped? Would they have ever come clean, or would they have continued to lie, to gaslight, to pretend everything was fine while your trust slowly crumbled beneath the surface?

Forgiveness is powerful, but it is not owed to those who showed no intention of changing. Real healing doesn’t begin with forgetting what they did—it begins with remembering exactly who they were when they thought you’d never know. Because someone who truly cares for you doesn't try to destroy you in silence and then beg for your grace in the light. They protect your heart even when you're not watching. They don't risk losing you just to serve themselves. So before you forgive them, remember the version of them that tried to get away with hurting you—and decide if that's someone who deserves to stand beside you again.

24/07/2025

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𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖...
But, I am letting go.

𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖;
For the memories—
even the ones that hurt more than they healed.

We built something beautiful once,
but no fairytale survives
when one keeps waking up to the same heartache.

𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖;
For showing me the sides of love I never imagined.
For revealing both gentleness and cruelty.
For letting me see that even the one who once made me feel safe
could become the reason I doubt my own worth.

𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖;
For letting me go before I even asked.
For making it easy to walk away,
because staying meant losing more of myself
than I was ever willing to give.

You didn’t ask questions—
and perhaps that’s what hurt the most...
That silence became my answer.

𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖;
For teaching me how to stand on my own.
Your support may have been constant—
but so was your absence.
And I mistook your distance for patience
when it was simply detachment.

𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖;
For challenging me to grow.
But I’ve realized now,
I don’t need to become the best
just to be loved.
And if I do,
then it was never love—
only a standard I could never quite reach.

𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖;
For being the steady ground beneath me
when I was high on hope—
but I no longer need grounding
from someone who never truly flew with me.
You were my earth—
but I’ve learned to find roots in myself now.

𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖—
for everything.
But not again...

𝑺𝒐, 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒈𝒐;
Of every apology I once rehearsed.

But...
For breaking your heart?
I won’t apologize for saving mine.

For the tears you shed?
We both wept.
We both bled.
But I stopped blaming myself
for what was never just mine to carry.

I will no longer be sorry for loving you
when you couldn’t do the same.

I won’t say sorry for not being who you needed—
because I was everything I could be,
and still—it was never enough for us to last.

I found my heart void of that same love
I used to have for you...
Not because it wasn’t real—
but because I’ve outgrown
the version of me...
who waited,
who cried,
who begged in silence.

Now, I have learned to love myself
more than the idea of us.
And that is the only love
I choose to carry forward.

No more ifs.
No more buts.
Only peace.
Only goodbye.

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