Set A Small Goal For Moving Forward

I met someone who felt different. He didn’t rush. He didn’t push. He shared my love for media, for stories, for the way light hits the world in sunrise and sunset. I felt safe, seen, and maybe a little bit hopeful. That hope was a beautiful thing—and it didn’t make me naive. It made me brave.

When he ghosted, it felt like a door slammed shut without warning. No explanation, no chance to understand. I keep asking why, but maybe there’s no clear answer. Maybe it wasn’t about me at all. Maybe he wasn’t ready for what I was offering. But I know this: I brought my whole heart to that connection. I showed up with sincerity, curiosity, and warmth.

I’ve been thinking about our time together. About how good it felt to meet someone who understood the world the way I do—who saw beauty in little things, who didn’t rush intimacy but shared presence and peace. That energy felt rare. It felt real. And when you disappeared without a word, it left me confused and hurt. Not because I expected everything to be perfect—but because I thought we were building something based on mutual respect.

That means I didn’t lose. I lived. I loved the idea of what could be. And I’m still that same person—whole, worthy, and capable of that kind of connection again.

I won’t let this make me smaller. I’ll let it make me more me.

I keep the lessons. I release the pain. I was open. I was kind. I brought my best self forward. If that scared you or didn’t align with where you are, that’s okay. But I deserved honesty. I deserved more than silence.

So I’m moving forward. Not bitter—just wiser. Not closed—just clearer. And I hope, wherever you are, you find what you’re looking for.

But more importantly, I will too.

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