You Keep Calling It Love Because You're Afraid To Call It Loneliness

There is a version of loneliness that doesn't look like being single.

It looks like answering "good morning" texts from a man who never asks how your heart is doing.

It looks like sleeping beside someone who hasn't seen you in months.

It looks like waiting all day for a conversation that never comes, then convincing yourself that one phone call before bed is enough.

Some women don't stay because they're deeply in love.

They stay because leaving would force them to sit alone with themselves.

Loneliness can be terrifying.

Especially when you've spent years measuring your worth by who chooses you.

So you accept breadcrumbs and call it patience.

You excuse inconsistency and call it understanding.

You shrink your standards and call it compromise.

But none of those things are love.

Love doesn't leave you questioning whether you matter.

Love doesn't require you to beg for the bare minimum.

Love doesn't make you feel alone while someone is lying right beside you.

The hardest part isn't leaving.

The hardest part is admitting you've been grieving a relationship that never truly existed.

You've been in love with potential.

With Promises.

With "maybe"

Not reality

Healing begins the moment you stop asking,

"Why won't they love me?'

... and start asking,

"Why have I accepted so little?"

Because loneliness isn't cured by another person's presence.

It's cured when you finally become a safe place for yourself.

Question of the Day

Have you ever mistaken someone's presence for genuine love ?

WRITTEN by R E C L U S I V E