To the ones who first cared

I have been broken recently. I have gave my all to someone who was not God and it left me empty. I was told to get therapy and to “fix what had been done to me.” Which I do think is important; however, I find my heart to feel more than I have in many years when I move the way Jesus would. So, i

Healing doesn’t always look pretty. Sometimes it’s the quiet realization that you deserved better all along. These slides? For the ones who finally chose themselves. #healingjourney #toxicrelationship #selfworth #movingon #breakuphealing

1. To be emotionally validated all the time🫶🏼 We are social beings, wired to crave connection and acceptance from our peers. However, when we continually outsource validation and reassurance to others, we give away our power of being whole on our own. 2. To be loved and cared for 100% of the ti

They said you were too sensitive, too intense, too clingy, too emotional, too honest, but it was never about you being too much. It was about them not being enough. The truth is, you were never “too.” You were just full of things they didn’t know how to handle. This post is your reminder: stop

I’ve been focusing on small changes that make my apartment feel more settled and less like a temporary place. One thing that made a bigger difference than I expected was buying flowers weekly. This makes the space feel cared for instead of thrown together. I also paid more attention to my dining

He feel first and harder is such a cute trope! Sometimes he acts like he doesn’t care when deep down, he would do anything for her!! SUMMARIES: Beach Read: January and Augustus are polar opposites. The only things that they have in common are they are temporary neighbors, have writers block

My Current Read: Chaps: 1-90+ ———————————— 🌸Name of the Book🌸: Duke Richard’s Haven ——————————— 🌸Plot🌸: After falling into a river to elude her attackers, the mercenary Ilian Heinrich wakes up a decade prior as Haven Winter, a 12-year-old noble burdened with debt and a family to look after. De

For the longest time, I thought choosing others first was the right way to go. I’d bend over backward for people I cared about, hoping they’d appreciate the sacrifice. But somewhere along the way, I lost sight of what I needed, what I wanted. I found myself drained, overwhelmed, and wondering why I