Really beautiful and emotional <3 This shows actually not just the pain you carry but also the brave man inside you! And healing is not a betrayal, if you truly love yourself, healing is the best thing. Sadness sometimes even the emptiness is comforting that comfort kills yourself specially the inner kid.
such a raw piece as usual. as someone who has been following your work for some time, i really love how effortless you make it seem to pour your heart on paper.
I've often had precisely this same thought. That love isn't the object to which you feel attachment, but your capacity to feel it. It can almost be described as a thing that weights you down, until you find an appropriate place to set it, and then (in worst cases) it keeps returning to you.
And yet, we think of this "love" as the finest thing in existence. Makes one wonder, does it not?
I still don't believe that anything she might have said about wanting to leave you *for your sake* was sincere. As you pointed out, genuine love does not decide another person's limits for them. She wants to help herself, while couching this in the language of helping you. I'm sorry to be so blunt, but have seen this a thousand times. Women do not like to be hurtful, so they learn to lie to themselves and convince themselves they're doing the opposite. Extremely high-quality women will consider actually not doing the thing that they know would be hurtful — but even then, it's hard to get them to discuss their reasons for having been tempted to do it, in service of potentially settling the issue in a mutually-satisfactory way.
Love is the cost of life, sacrifice is the peacemaker..
You let yourself bleed, good.
Now, you know.
At first she will be a haunting,
Slowly she will become a ghost,
That hate you will become a longing,
For another who is creeping as cosmically,
When become whole as a host..
Beautiful poem 🥺❤️❤️
This was so beautiful and raw. I loved the way you conveyed the emotions through simple movements. Thank you for sharing.
Really beautiful and emotional <3 This shows actually not just the pain you carry but also the brave man inside you! And healing is not a betrayal, if you truly love yourself, healing is the best thing. Sadness sometimes even the emptiness is comforting that comfort kills yourself specially the inner kid.
I read your words
“I hate a love that calls abandonment protection.
I hate a love that decides another person’s limits for them.
I hate a love that frames leaving as kindness and courage as burden.
I stayed.”
I can sense your pain and your ability for discernment.
I feel like if my ex were a writer…he would have written this about me.
I still love my husband. But I left.
Our love was toxic.
such a raw piece as usual. as someone who has been following your work for some time, i really love how effortless you make it seem to pour your heart on paper.
Great poem!
I've often had precisely this same thought. That love isn't the object to which you feel attachment, but your capacity to feel it. It can almost be described as a thing that weights you down, until you find an appropriate place to set it, and then (in worst cases) it keeps returning to you.
And yet, we think of this "love" as the finest thing in existence. Makes one wonder, does it not?
I still don't believe that anything she might have said about wanting to leave you *for your sake* was sincere. As you pointed out, genuine love does not decide another person's limits for them. She wants to help herself, while couching this in the language of helping you. I'm sorry to be so blunt, but have seen this a thousand times. Women do not like to be hurtful, so they learn to lie to themselves and convince themselves they're doing the opposite. Extremely high-quality women will consider actually not doing the thing that they know would be hurtful — but even then, it's hard to get them to discuss their reasons for having been tempted to do it, in service of potentially settling the issue in a mutually-satisfactory way.
So beautiful
I can see and feel the pain you got and this is a reflection of your remembrance of the good old times with your love... Very moving piece
An inkling of remembering the good, the true, & the beautiful. Nice one!
I.LOVE.EVERY.WORD
Really love this poem ❤️👏🏾
Brilliant
We humans are complicated things, having such contrasting feelings all at once.
Thank you. This was lovely to read.
This is beautiful
https://open.substack.com/pub/annaiah77/p/forgive-yourself?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android&r=6gnqaf