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"Don’t blame love. That’s the easy way out. Because maybe what hurt us was actually the recycled trauma bonds we called love. Or the desperate need to be chosen. And maybe seeing that clearly would require us to actually make a change beyond our conditioning. So instead we call it love ! But most often it was that deep longing to belong… the one that sometimes drives us to mistake control for care and confuse comfort with connection. Until we wrap ourselves too tightly around another’s wounds and blisters and then wonder why it causes bleeding…. Love didn’t hurt us. It was the illusions it asked us to release. It was the fear we clung to and the masks we refused to remove. The deeper we go into experiencing it tangibly, the more false layers get ripped away. Because love doesn’t hand us safety. It removes what isn’t real and pulls us from the arms of what coddled but never nourished. It reveals where we were still willing to starve ourselves for crumbs and where we are finally ready to meet ourselves in fullness. Sometimes it renews our dedication to our own path, even if that means walking away from another one that resembled it. Love can be brutal like that (and humorous!) It isn’t here to protect our comfort or preserve our dreams of safety. it’s here to strip us bare enough to actually see who we are. And I find that to be the most terrifying and beautifully breathtaking grace of it all. So raw, so ugly, so wonderful and absurd and gloriously designed to bring us to wholeness, again and again. (With love),"

~ Sophia

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