You said something that stuck with me: “Liberation wins sometimes and the old longing pain of the past and my connection to him wins.”
That’s not failure. That’s the tug-of-war between the part of you that dreamed of being rescued and the part of you that’s learning to rescue herself. That “picture perfect” love you still hope for? You deserve it. But it won’t come from someone who needs to be edited, justified, or explained. It will come when you are at peace with being whole, with or without anyone else. And you’re already on that path. You’re not naïve for wanting to be loved...you’re brave for finally demanding that it be real.
You’ve already saved yourself in all the ways that matter. The rest is just remembering that… again and again, until it finally sticks.
That’s not failure. That’s the tug-of-war between the part of you that dreamed of being rescued and the part of you that’s learning to rescue herself. That “picture perfect” love you still hope for? You deserve it. But it won’t come from someone who needs to be edited, justified, or explained. It will come when you are at peace with being whole, with or without anyone else. And you’re already on that path. You’re not naïve for wanting to be loved...you’re brave for finally demanding that it be real.
You’ve already saved yourself in all the ways that matter. The rest is just remembering that… again and again, until it finally sticks.