But now you see it. And once you see, you can’t unsee. You know what you deserve. And it’s not breadcrumbs and blame. It’s not walking on eggshells while calling it love. It’s not silence in place of connection or cruelty disguised as passion. No, you deserve gentleness, steadiness, truth.
And I know maybe you’ve been stuck so long you think your time has passed. Maybe you feel like your heart’s been through too many winters to bloom again. But let me tell you something: I’ll never stop believing it’s never too late. A man once told me his father stayed in a toxic relationship for 30 years—30 years of damage, silence, and survival. But in his 70s, that man met someone who loved him the right way—honest, whole, with grace.
So don’t let the clock scare you. Don’t let loneliness lie to you. Your story isn’t over; you just started turning the page. And if you’re waiting on love, if you feel like maybe you’re asleep while your soulmate is being carved from dust and shaped by fire, then rest. Wait with purpose. Let yourself be prepared, just as they are. The timing isn’t yours to control, but it is yours to trust.
And the one you left behind—that narcissist? One day their name won’t sting anymore. It’ll be just another name you forgot how to pronounce—a chapter you no longer reread. Don’t go looking back. That door is closed. You walked through it for a reason. You’ve got peace waiting on the other side—the kind of peace that doesn’t raise its voice, the kind that brings stillness to your spirit and clarity to your mind.
And yes, love exists in that stillness—real love, rooted love. Love that doesn’t run when things get hard or twist when you start shining. So take your time. Guard your joy. Choose people who water you, not drain you. And if nobody’s told you today, let me be the first: you are worth more than what tried to break you. So rise, and when you do, don’t look back.
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