You can know it was final.
You can know why it ended.
You can feel clear about .incompatibilities and timing.
And the heart still says: I miss her 😰.
You can know it was final.
You can know why it ended.
You can feel clear about .incompatibilities and timing.
And the heart still says: I miss her 😰.
Intense feelings that are separate from the situation’s reality. Must be tested. Seek external perspectives, check assumptions, focus on facts, be objective, logical, ask questions, and grab a paper and pen to tally negative self-labels against actual behaviors to analyze discrepancies.
Being emotionally available and absent must be so exhausting. Your old habit of passive aggression has been adamant on making a come back in a g
You may not have loved or even liked me, but at the end of the day it’s you who needed me. It is my fire that brought the heat. 🔥
A life lived in fragments. Selves that surface and disappear swiftly. A portrait of survival shaped by splitting, where what looks like mystery is really the choreography of a nervous system trying to stay safe.