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20/02/2026

Never forget

You do.
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20/02/2026

Your happiness cannot depend on another person.
That’s pressure, not love.

Be whole on your own.

Then share your life, don’t cling to someone else’s.

20/02/2026

Limerence in (and outside) a relationship is one of the cruelest places a human mind can get stuck.

Because it doesn’t live in reality.
It lives in the gap.

The gap between who someone is - consistently, behaviourally, over time -
and who you keep believing they could be if they just healed, tried harder, chose you properly.

That space becomes a psychological no-man’s-land.

And what most people don’t realise is that you’re not just attached to them.

You’re attached to the version of *yourself* you thought you’d finally get to be with them.

The calmer you.
The chosen you.
The you who wouldn’t have to overthink, chase, wait, explain, shrink, or earn love.

So when they pull away, go quiet, half-show up, or disappear - it doesn’t just hurt emotionally.
It collapses the future you built in your head.

That’s why it feels unbearable.
That’s why logic doesn’t touch it.
That’s why your body stays hooked even when your mind knows better.

You weren’t obsessed because they were special.
You were obsessed because the connection activated an old wound - one that learned very early that love meant effort, waiting, hoping, and proving your worth.

Here’s the part that’s hard to hear but freeing once it lands:

If they had shown up fully…
If they had loved you consistently…
If they had met you emotionally…

You wouldn’t feel this attached.

Limerence doesn’t survive safety.
It feeds on uncertainty.
It survives on crumbs.

The version of you that you’re grieving isn’t gone.
They were never locked inside another person in the first place.

You just handed someone else the job of unlocking you -
and eventually realised the key wasn’t real.

Coming back to yourself hurts at first.
But it’s the only way this ends.

Big hug x

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20/02/2026

Whatever you need to do to make your life better, do it!

Stop asking for permission.
Stop waiting for the right time.
Stop making excuses.

Your life is yours to change.

Need to leave that job? Leave.
Need to end that relationship? End it.
Need to move to a new city? Move.
Need to cut off toxic people? Cut them off.

Do what you need to do.

Nobody's going to give you permission to choose yourself.
Nobody's going to tell you it's okay to put yourself first.
Nobody's going to approve your decision to do better.

Do it anyway.

Stop living for other people's comfort.
Stop staying in situations that drain you.
Stop sacrificing your peace to keep everyone else happy.

Make your life better, even if it makes others uncomfortable.

Start that business.
Go back to school.
Set those boundaries.
Choose your happiness.

Whatever it takes to make your life better, do it.

You don't need anyone's approval.
You just need your own courage.

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20/02/2026

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20/02/2026

Letting go isn’t about forgetting; it’s about learning and moving on. It’s making a choice to be STRENGTHENED by your past… not strangled by it.

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Letting go isn’t about forgetting; it’s about learning and moving on. It’s making a choice to be STRENGTHENED by your past… not strangled by it.

20/02/2026

You can just do it.

20/02/2026

Can’t help anyone who doesn’t want help or to change - including yourself


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20/02/2026

I’ve been through some rough stuff, a past that tried to consume me and times that tried to destroy me.
Honestly, I don’t know how I’m still standing sometimes.
All the wrong choices, dead ends and terrible loves I chased all left me in pieces, every time.
You see, I learned that everyone isn’t like me- they don’t treat others fairly and they’re not open and honest about what they want.
That was a lesson I learned in the hardest ways from the ones that I tried to love..
I gave away my heart too easily and had my hopes trampled way too often.
There was a time not so long ago that the failures of my life and the weight of the world brought me to my knees, and I didn’t think I’d ever find my way out of that darkness.
But I reached my breaking point..and I broke.
But then, somehow, I kept going.
That’s when you find your strength and courage- when you don’t have a choice.
Broken, humbled and distraught, I still kept fighting.
With no one to turn to and no one to help, I began clawing my way out of the mess that had become my life.
It wasn’t pretty and it hurt worse than anything I’d ever known, but somehow, I managed to find my way.
Despite the pain, I still had hope.
Despite my failures, I still believed.
Despite my heartbreak, I never gave up on love..
For myself, my people and my future.
I never meant to come down the wrong roads and make all the worst choices, I know now that’s what I had to go through to become what I’m meant to be..
But I wouldn’t change anywhere I’ve been, because the things I learned have made me who I am.
The fires of struggles tried to consume me whole, but I’m stronger than that.
I became the fire which tried to vanquish me and I rose out of the ashes.
These steps, no matter how small, were some of the hardest I’ve ever known.
But you know what?
I kept going, kept growing, kept burning brightly.
I had been through the worst, so I knew I could make it to the best.
So, yeah, I’m beautifully broken, if that’s really a thing- I don’t know how much beauty I saw down that painful road, but I’ll take it..
Because those cracks, those flaws that were forged under pressure ?
That’s how my light gets in.
No matter what lies ahead or how hard my day is, I know there’s nothing I can’t handle.
I’m still here, standing tall, strong and proud.
I’m proud of what I’ve survived,
proud of who I’m becoming,
and most of all,
I’m proud that I’m still pushing forward.
Maybe I don’t have all the answers, but I do know this..
No matter what happens or how hard things get, I always know -
I got this..and I always will.
Credit ~ravenwolf

19/02/2026

I feel this ~ Hostage House

No one calls it violence
when it answers to our name,
when it sleeps in borrowed bedrooms
and wears love like blame.

So the house learns how to listen,
how to brace, how to bend
how to silence celebration
so the quiet can pretend.

One breath shifts, the walls lean in,
laughter thins, the day grows small,
every plan keeps one eye open
for the coming of the fall.

It begins as understanding,
as compassion, soft and true
as they’ve always been this way,
as there’s nothing we can do.

Somewhere long before the damage,
someone learned to never drop
that if something hit the bottom,
it might never, ever stop.

So trouble’s caught before it lands,
every edge is rounded down,
consequences swept like glass
before they cut or make a sound.

Every rescue loads the gun.
Every excuse chambers another round.
And when it fires again,
everyone acts surprised.

Say the truth and you’re the danger,
too severe, too unkind,
threatening the fragile balance
everyone’s designed.

But silence isn’t mercy
it’s a script we memorize.
Ignoring where the fire lives
doesn’t keep it civilized.

Children learn to walk on whispers,
love learns how to disappear,
and the house keeps standing only
because everyone stays scared.

This is how we take each other
without ropes or bars or chains
just patterns passed like heirlooms,
just repeating quiet pain.

I don’t know how to save the house,
I only know what’s true:

Truth doesn’t pull the trigger.
It just shows
who’s loading it for you.

Credit ~ Kim Belk