Let’s talk about the “I thought they loved me” phase. Because whew, I graduated from that class with honors.

Here’s the reality check I wish someone handed me sooner. If it starts like a rom-com on 2x speed, it’s probably not love. It’s a highlight reel. If they feel like your soulmate in three days, they might just be really good at mirroring. If you feel a rush mixed with a little anxiety, that’s not butterflies. That’s your body filing a report.

Real love doesn’t need to hook you. Real love doesn’t confuse you. Real love doesn’t disappear when you act like a real human being. And if you have to reread texts, decode behavior, or ask your friends what you think they meant, respectfully, that’s not love. That’s unpaid labor.

I used to think if I just understood them more, it would work. Now I think if I have to understand this much this early, I’m out. These days, I don’t follow the pull. I follow the peace. If it feels calm, consistent and clear, I’ll stay. If it feels intense, confusing and makes me question myself, I’ll lovingly exit stage left.

No more auditions. No more fixing. No more being someone’s emotional support human. I’m not hard to love. I’m just no longer easy to access. And honestly, that’s where everything changed. 💛

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