Dear Me,
I know you've questioned your own heart—wondering if the ache you feel after saying no is love in disguise. But let me tell you gently: it’s not always love. Sometimes, it’s just the weight of kindness, the echo of someone else's hope resting on your chest.
You’ve said no not because you didn’t care, but because you cared enough not to pretend.
And I know—it hurt. Not because you wanted them, but because you felt their disappointment.
That’s not coldness. That’s your heart being real, even when it would’ve been easier to say yes.
Some people left you hurting even after you walked away. That’s okay. That’s empathy, not confusion.
That’s strength, not indecision.
You don’t have to be sure of everything. You’re allowed to feel, to wonder, to hurt, and still stay true to what you know in your core.
Love will come, not out of guilt or pity—but out of clarity, and peace.
Until then, keep listening inward. You’re doing beautifully.
With love,
Me
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Evelyn · Posted
