My Type ✨

I used to say I didn’t have a type, that I just followed the spark. But if I’m being honest, the pattern was there all along. I was always pulled toward the quiet ones who kept me guessing. The ones who never said how they felt but made me want to stay anyway. I remember staying up late just rereading messages, trying to decode what a simple “haha” meant. It felt like a game I had to win, and if I did, maybe it would mean I was finally lovable. Eventually, I got tired of trying to prove my worth. I sat with the question I had been avoiding: why did I keep choosing people who made me feel uncertain? And the truth hit me. I wasn’t choosing love, I was choosing what felt familiar. That uncomfortable space of waiting, of not knowing, of wanting more than I was given. It reminded me of old wounds I never fully looked at. Now I want something quieter, but fuller. I want someone who texts back without making me wait all day. Someone who tells me what they feel without making me beg to hear it. I’m not chasing the mystery anymore. I want to be chosen, not tested. That kind of love might not come with fireworks, but it comes with peace. And that’s the kind of warmth I know I finally deserve. 🫶🏻 #knowyourtype #relationshippatterns #selfreflection #emotionalawareness #innerwork

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