It’s okay to mourn

 You're not stuck because you can’t leave—you're stuck because you gave them everything. Everything you ever wished someone would give you. The love you never received, the understanding you always craved, the safe space you needed but never found... you gave it all to them. Your heart, your body, your time, your softest pieces. You loved them from your wounds, not your scars. That’s why it hurts so deeply.

You opened up in ways you swore you never would again. You told them things you kept buried for years. You shared your insecurities, your trauma, your dreams, your fears. You made space for them in your most sacred places. And now that it’s over or crumbling, it feels like you’ve lost a piece of you—because you kind of did.

And the idea of starting over? Exhausting. Because who wants to explain themselves all over again? Who wants to reintroduce their triggers, their past, their favorite songs, or what helps them feel safe? You don’t want to hold your breath around someone new wondering if they'll use your vulnerabilities against you the same way the last person did. You’re not afraid of being alone… you’re afraid of being let down again after opening up.

But hear this—you are not foolish for loving deeply. You didn’t mess up by being vulnerable. That was strength. That was love in its purest form. The mistake was thinking someone else could love you as much as you loved them, without realizing they hadn’t even learned how to love themselves yet.

It’s okay to rest. It’s okay to mourn what could’ve been. But don’t let the wrong person stop you from eventually giving the right one the version of you that still believes in love. You’re worthy of being loved the way you love others. And that person? That person will thank you for surviving the people who didn’t know how to treat your heart. ❤️‍🩹