Love Yourself First, Because Some of Y’all Got Love All the Way Twisted
What the world needs now is love, sweet love... but hold up, before you go getting all misty-eyed, let’s get one thing straight—some of y’all don’t even know what love actually is. You think it’s just words? You think tossing out an “I love you” here and there makes it real? Cute. But also? No.
Yes, love is kind. Love is caring. But in today's society, love has been put through a blender, seasoned with delusion, and served up with a side of toxic attachments. And you wonder why relationships keep imploding? Because half the time, people don’t even know their own definition of love, let alone what they expect from someone else. How can you ask another person to love you in a way you don’t even understand for yourself?
I had an ex ask me once, “What do you desire?”
You’d think I had an answer. I didn’t. Not because I don’t want or deserve love, but because at that time, I had spent so long molding myself to fit other people’s versions of me that I lost sight of my own damn truth. And let’s not even get into the energetic fuckery of it all—like the time that same ex decided to literally try and lock me down with energy manipulation. Yeah. That happened. One minute, I’m standing in his house, and the next, he’s energetically placing something in my chest, smiling like a cat that just swallowed a canary, and saying, “Now you’ll never leave again.”
Creepy? Understatement. But also? Ineffective.
See, what people fail to realize is that when you try to manipulate a soul like mine, you’re setting yourself up for a cosmic ass-whooping. My soul wasn’t built for chains, and my purpose? Unshakable. I’m not here to be trapped in someone else’s version of love, life, or limitations.
And after a lot of soul searching (and, let’s be honest, energetic untangling), I finally figured out what I desire. But here's the kicker—those desires are mine. I’m not putting them out there for people to project their doubts, fears, or control tactics onto. Because if there's one thing I’ve learned, it’s that some people will go to disturbing lengths to keep you from stepping into your power. They’ll try to steal your shine, mess with your destiny, and in some cases, straight-up attempt to soul-swap (yes, that’s a thing, and no, it didn’t work on me).
But guess what? I don't break. I don't quit. And I sure as hell don’t let anybody tell me what my love, my life, or my purpose should look like.
So, what’s the takeaway here? Love yourself first. Truly love yourself. Know your standards. Know your worth. Because if you don’t? Someone else will be more than happy to define it for you—and I promise, it won’t be in your favor.
I was made for something bigger. We all were. But not everyone has the guts to claim it.
Me? I refuse to be anything less than what my soul was meant to be.
And that, my friends, is real love.
Fin.
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