A Love Letter To Myself From My Heart
I deserve a love that does not scare me.
A love that doesn’t raise its voice or its hand or its judgment when I stumble,
but instead sits beside me and says,
“It’s okay. We all fall sometimes — let’s figure it out together.”
I deserve a love that doesn’t compare me to anyone else,
because I am not meant to be a copy.
I am a masterpiece of my own making,
and I don’t need to compete to be worthy.
I deserve a love that feels like a beautiful winter morning,
when the world is quiet and I can stay in bed, warm and unbothered.
A love that lets me rest.
That lets me feel.
That says, “It’s okay not to be okay today.”
I deserve a love that doesn’t keep a record of my mistakes
and throw them at me every time I speak up.
A love that doesn’t shame me into silence,
but trusts that my voice matters.
I deserve a love that listens.
That puts the phone down when I speak.
That hears my heart even when I don’t have the words.
A love that doesn’t scroll past my pain.
I deserve a love that gives without expecting something in return.
That sees my kindness not as weakness,
but as a sacred gift.
A love that says, “Thank you,” and means it.
I deserve a love that respects my space, my mind, my body, my dreams.
A love that knows I am not here to carry everyone else’s hurt,
especially when I’m still trying to heal my own.
A love that doesn’t put the world on my shoulders
and then get mad when I collapse.
I deserve a love that lets me be me —
that doesn’t strip away the things that bring me joy,
that doesn’t make me feel small for dreaming big.
I deserve a love that is honest.
That doesn’t lie, or manipulate, or gaslight me into doubting myself.
A love that protects my peace, even when it’s hard.
I deserve a love that sees me —
not the version others want, but the real me.
Messy, tender, growing, and whole.
And until that love finds me from the outside,
I will give it to myself from the inside.
Because I deserve to be loved like this.
Fully. Freely. Fiercely.
And I will no longer settle for anything less.
With all the love I’ve been waiting for,
Me.
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