29/11/2025
Sometimes I catch myself thinking about how many women quietly delay love because they’re waiting for that mythical moment when they’ll feel ready.
Perfect.
Fully healed.
Unaffected by the past.
But honestly… who ever gets there?
Healing isn’t a finish line. It’s more like a tide that keeps coming in and out, even on the days you feel strong.
What actually shifts things is something much simpler
and somehow scarier.
Letting yourself feel safe with love again.
Not safe from pain.
Not safe from uncertainty.
Just… safe enough to stay open while your heart learns a new rhythm.
I think that’s the part no one teaches us.
You don’t earn love by completing some invisible checklist.
You grow into it by slowly trusting that healthy love won’t punish you for the places that still ache.
If anything, those tender places are exactly where real love knows how to sit beside you and breathe.
And maybe that’s the real readiness.
Not perfection
just safety.
