I see couples who look happy only because they know how to demonstrate it outwardly. And every time I am alone, it seems to me that something is missing in me, that I am too “ordinary” for the romantic story that everyone around me is trying to live. But then I remember the moments when I was truly good with myself: when I laughed until I cried, when I read a book, immersing myself in another world, or when I walked along empty streets, feeling the wind on my face. 🌬 And then the thought comes: maybe loneliness is not a punishment, but a chance to finally stop comparing yourself to other people's "perfect" lives?

I often think about how we are afraid to be alone, because society tells us: "If you are alone, then something is wrong." But the truth is that sometimes only in solitude can we hear our true desires and understand who and what we really want next to us. 💔❤️

But there is another side. It can be scary to open up to a person, because the fear of rejection is paralyzing. And then I ask myself: is it worth looking for someone just for the sake of "not being alone", or is it better to wait for someone who will see me completely - with all the doubts, fears and oddities? 🤔

Sometimes I dream of someone who will be there just like that, without conditions and expectations, and I understand that true love is not about perfect photos and loud confessions. It's quiet, it's gentle, and it starts with you accepting yourself for who you are. 🌸

Do you think it's possible to be truly happy in a relationship if you haven't learned to be happy alone first? 💌