Writing this story has been one of the hardest things I’ve ever done. While it’s not autobiographical, much of it draws from my personal experiences and relationships. Needless to say, writing it stirred up many difficult memories, and it took me quite a while to finish. But I’m glad I did—it’s been a truly cathartic release.
Everyone’s journey is different, and I don’t claim to be an expert on relationships. However, I’d like to share a few things I’ve learned along the way:
Many of us grew up romanticizing the idea of “fighting for love” or the notion of a love that triumphs “against all odds.” We think it’s romantic to be someone’s savior or to be rescued, believing that enduring pain and hardship together is a sign of true love. But I’ve come to realize that true love—as I believe it was intended by God—is about peace of mind, safety, and security. It’s about mutual support, helping each other grow, not just as a couple, but as individuals.
After a breakup, it’s important not to rush into a new relationship, or back into the old one, simply because you miss the person. Take the time to heal and reach a place where you’re genuinely happy on your own. If you’re not content being single, a relationship won’t magically make you happy either.
If you’re dealing with mental health issues, remember that you’re not alone. Surround yourself with a supportive network, and don’t hesitate to seek professional help if needed. Your mental health is just as important as any other part of you.
Finally, loving someone doesn’t mean staying in a relationship that’s doing more harm than good. There are moments when holding on is necessary, but letting go—when it’s the healthy or right thing to do—doesn’t mean you love the person any less.
If you’ve read this story, thank you for joining me on this emotional rollercoaster. I’d love to hear about your own journey and what you’ve learned, if you’re open to sharing. :)
https://www.wattpad.com/story/378347869-home-is-not-a-place