My heart and mind are full—overflowing, even. There’s so much I want to say about my personal journey, but I haven't quite found the right words. Maybe it's because there’s simply so much happening all at once.
Life has a quiet way of teaching us things—often through the people we never expected to meet. Sometimes, without searching or asking, someone arrives just when you need them the most. And it’s true: they come not when you're ready, but when your soul needs them—often at the most unexpected place and time.
I wasn’t even being kind to myself back then. I was chasing something greater, constantly trying to meet everyone’s expectations, always striving for more. In the process, I forgot what it meant to simply live, to breathe, to be present. And then you came—calmly, gently—reminding me that it’s okay to slow down. That life is meant to be felt, not just survived.
What we have might not be conventional, but for me, it's everything. It's the kind of "different" that feels right. The kind of "unexpected" that feels like home. You've helped me rediscover parts of myself I thought I had lost—tamed the storm in me, brought calm to my chaos, and allowed me to feel what it means to depend on someone without fear.
From the very beginning, my heart whispered: you’ll never know until you try. So I did. And not for one second have I regretted it.
I’ve never been good at saying thank you—not in the deep, sincere way I wish I could. I’ve always been the one who gives, who listens, who holds space for others. But with you, Wey, I want to try. Because you deserve to be seen, too. And I want the world to know how deeply grateful I am for you.
Thank you...
You’ve shown me that love can be gentle. That it can be safe. That I don’t always have to carry everything alone.
And so, even if I haven’t found all the words yet, this is me trying. This is me saying thank you. And this is me letting the world know that something real, something grounding, something good—is here. And I am grateful beyond words.
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