Being with the wrong person doesn’t always look toxic at first. Sometimes it looks like effort. Like patience. Like “maybe if I explain it better.”
Until one day, you don’t recognize yourself anymore.
The wrong person doesn’t just misunderstand you—they slowly pull out parts of you that never existed before. Not because you changed, but because you adapted to emotional instability. You became hyper-aware. Hyper-vigilant. Hyper-cautious. That’s not personality—it’s self-protection.
You start feeling insecure, not because you’re weak, but because the relationship isn’t safe. Consistency disappears. Reassurance becomes conditional. Trust gets shaken just enough to keep you guessing.
And suddenly you’re over-explaining. Rewording. Softening your needs so they don’t sound like “too much.” That’s when jealousy sneaks in—not because you’re controlling, but because transparency isn’t consistent enough to ground you.
Affection turns unpredictable. One day it’s there, the next it’s gone. So you feel needy for wanting basic connection. Your body stays on edge. Your temperature rises because being ignored for too long isn’t peace—it’s emotional neglect.
You give your best, yet somehow feel unwanted. You’re exhausted, but still trying. Tired, but still hopeful. Emotional exhaustion becomes your baseline, and you start questioning your worth instead of questioning why love feels like a full-time job.
Here’s the savage truth that sets people free:
You were never “too much.”
You were just asking the wrong person to meet you where they couldn’t—or wouldn’t—go.
The right person doesn’t make you feel small for having needs. They don’t make you doubt your intuition or dim your voice. Love isn’t supposed to feel like survival mode.
If you recognize yourself in these truths, let this be your permission slip:
It wasn’t you. It was misalignment. And choosing yourself is not a failure—it’s a return.
You don’t need to shrink to be loved.
You need someone who can hold you as you are. 🔥✨
No comments:
Post a Comment