Hey Love,

I know you’re scared. Scared to be honest, scared to feel too much, scared to speak, scared to be vulnerable, or maybe just too blank. Maybe you don’t even know how to put your feelings into words anymore. When someone asks, How are you? You freeze—not because you don’t want to answer but because you know the truth will spill out. You know that if you start talking, really talking, the dam will break. And you won’t be able to stop. The pain, the ache, the craving for love—everything you’ve kept buried will come rushing out.

People see you as the one who always gives. The one who takes the lead, who steps up without being asked. You’ve learned to be the one who gives, the one who shows up. You say yes before anyone asks. Not because it’s easy but because you know how it feels when no one does that for you. You’ve lived with emptiness, and you’ve made a silent vow not to pass that feeling on to anyone else. You give what you never received. You try to become what you once needed.

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You know what it’s like to feel unseen, and you never want anyone else to go through that. So you keep giving, hoping that by showing up for others, you’re also healing something inside yourself. And so, you’ve become the person you once needed. You’ve spent so long trying to offer the kind of love you needed. You’ve tried to be the support system you never had. And you’ve done it well, even though it came at a cost.

You give love freely. Not because you’ve had so much of it, but because you know the damage of going without it. You try to fill the gap for others, hoping it will somehow fill something in you too. But love, as beautiful as your effort is, you don’t have to carry it all alone.

And I know… you love without expectations. And that’s beautiful. But pause for a second—do you think it will take you somewhere?
Do you think constantly pouring from your heart without receiving anything in return is sustainable?

Even Radha, whose love for Krishna was beyond time, beyond form, chose to let go. She didn’t bind her love with possession. She didn’t hold him back or demand a promise. Her love was pure, infinite—and yet, she still moved forward. She lived, and she became whole, even without Krishna beside her.

Maybe that’s what love is, too. Not just giving endlessly but knowing when it’s time to hold yourself with that same devotion. You’ve convinced yourself that loving purely, with no ask in return, is noble. And it is. But even the strongest hearts grow weary when they are never held.

I know you miss the space I once held in your life. I miss it, too. But maybe now it’s time to turn the page. Time to move forward. Time to stop writing the same chapter over and over. Time to make space for someone new—someone who wants to be there. Someone who doesn’t need to be convinced of your worth. Someone who chooses you. Someone who’s ready to show up for you in the way you’ve always shown up for others.

Let it pass; let time shift things for you. But most importantly—let it in. Let love in. Let them in.

Let them see the parts of you that feel too heavy, too much, too confusing. Let them read the notes you’ve hidden away. Let them hear the stories behind your silence and the meaning in the things you don’t say out loud. Let someone meet you where you are, not where you pretend to be. You deserve to be loved the way you love. You deserve someone who sees the parts of you that you hide from the world—your thoughts, your notes to yourself, the things you create but never share.

Yes, you’re strong enough to do life alone. You’ve proven that over and over. But just because you can doesn’t mean you should. Let someone walk beside you. Let someone in. Things will shift, but only if you allow them to. You’ve always put love out into the world, even when you were hurting. You’ve always made an effort, even when you were tired. But how long can you keep doing that without letting someone care for you in return?

You’ve mastered survival. You’ve learned how to keep going, even when it hurts. But now… maybe it’s time to learn something else. Something softer.

Let yourself receive. Let someone love you without condition, without fear, without making you earn it. It’s not a weakness to need love. It’s not selfish to want care. You’ve done the hard work of becoming for everyone else. Let someone show up for you. Let love in—not because you’re incomplete but because you deserve the fullness of what you’ve been giving away for so long.

It’s okay to stop holding it all together. It’s okay to be cared for. It’s okay to be loved back.
You’re not weak for needing that. You’re human. You don’t need to keep proving your worth. You already are enough.

Always,
Your Sunshine

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