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Nobody told you how hard it is to take back control, how every step you take to reclaim your life feels like a small rebellion against the world, and how boundary can make people label you as difficult. I once had control, but I let it slip away, believing that peace meant saying yes, staying quiet, and giving people what they wanted even when they trampled over me. I thought harmony came from obedience, but all it did was make me smaller, more yielding, easier to use. Maybe true calm isn’t found in being silent but in choosing ourselves, even if it disappoints others. It’s in turning off the work phone at 5 p.m. on Fridays, in saying no without apology, and in protecting the little spaces that keep us whole. And if no one understands your choice, you keep going. Because sometimes the bravest thing you can do is honour your own boundaries. Who needs validation anyway, when you’ve unlearned the need to please and begun to belong to yourself again? Perhaps the truest peace is in the moments you no longer have to justify yourself. M. | October 2025

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There were moments that lingered longer than they should have, smiles that tried to pretend they didn’t hurt, hands that almost reached but never did. We spoke in borrowed warmth, believing that holding onto what we knew was fading could somehow change the ending we already felt coming. Then came the quiet, the soft and trembling kind that follows when there’s nothing left to fix, and like a prayer too late to be answered, a fragile “I wish it could be different” hung between us. And perhaps, somewhere beyond this life, it was. M. | October 2025

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Some nights, I wonder if healing is really about forgetting, or if it’s just learning how to live with what still hurts. Because I’ve learned how to smile again, how to talk about the weather, how to laugh at the right parts of a story. Yet a part of me is still standing where everything ended. It doesn’t ask to be seen anymore; it just waits, patiently, like an old wound that remembers even when you try to forget. And there was me, learning to live gently with the things I cannot undo, staying kind to myself in a world that never gave me closure. M. | October 2025

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Fight with me, or fight me. It makes no difference now, so long as your soul still reaches for mine. I would face a thousand wars for you, die a thousand deaths just to feel your hand in mine, to fall beside you and call that peace. We have stood here before. We stand here still. And we will return again, bound by the same sorrow time could never undo, drawn by the same promise the stars still remember. So keep fighting, love. Even when the world forgets our names. You know how. You always knew how. And when the wind feels like a whisper, that will be me, still finding my way back to you. M. | October 2025

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The quiet moments between day and night remind me that even in endings, there is presence. Every leaf that falls, every shadow that lingers, carries a lesson in letting go and in holding on. M. | October 2025 🍂🍁

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