What I learned about unrequited love

What I learned about unrequited love

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Hi! I'm writing this story of mine and my what so called "First love". As of today I'm already 25 years old while starting this story, I just realized na siguro masarap din ikwento yung love story ko, baka lang may isang tao na makabasa nito and marealized niya yung mga bagay na natutunan ko in the process. Sa totoo lang eto kasi yung nag-iisang love story ko at the age of 25 and i'm glad I felt it even once kasi madami akong natutunan and If I have a message for my 20 years old self wayback, I think I have to reminisce the past in order to forgive myself in having an unrequited love, in choosing myself over the man I loved the most
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I used to think love was all about finding someone to make you feel whole. But as the days passed, watching him laugh with his friends, I started to realize something. I was waiting for someone else to validate me, to give me the affection I craved. But the truth hit me hard-I needed to start with myself. I stopped measuring my worth by his attention, or anyone else's. I stopped seeking approval in the way I looked, the things I said, or the way I walked into a room. Slowly, I learned that the most important love was the one I could give myself. I didn't need his smile or his words to feel seen. It wasn't easy, but I started finding peace in my own reflection. I became more comfortable with who I was-flaws, mistakes, and all. I realized that I didn't need anyone to complete me. I was whole, just as I was. That why I wrote a story about my personal experience with love .

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