Dear Former Me-Thank You for Letting Go

Dear Former Me,

I know how hard you tried to hold it all together.

Even when your heart was tired.

Even when your spirit whispered this isn’t it—you still leaned in, still hoped, still made space for someone who wasn’t ready to meet you there.

I saw how you twisted yourself into softer shapes,

how you over-explained just to feel seen,

how you called silence patience and tension love.

You didn’t want to walk away. You wanted it to work.

But deep down, I know you knew:

love shouldn’t feel like negotiating your worth.

So thank you—for finally letting go.

Not in anger. Not in resentment.

But in clarity.

You let go of needing to be chosen.

You let go of shrinking your needs.

You let go of waiting for someone else to grow.

And in doing that,

you came back home to yourself.

I know it hurt.

But you learned to stop interpreting distance as your fault.

You stopped calling someone’s emotional unavailability a challenge to overcome.

You stopped begging for presence in the form of crumbs.

You stopped settling for almost.

Thank you for the nights you cried but didn’t reach back out.

Thank you for choosing peace over potential.

Thank you for walking away, not because you stopped caring—

but because you finally started caring about yourself more.

Because of you, I don’t abandon myself anymore.

I no longer confuse mixed signals for magic.

I no longer carry the weight of their unreadiness.

I no longer perform for love I deserve to receive with ease.

So thank you.

You didn’t fail.

You finally honored the version of you who’s been waiting to be free.

With so much pride,

Evelyn