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Choose someone who loves and supports you, both physically and emotionally. You and him/she will support each other to become better, and your hearts will be calm and warm. If the person you choose makes you feel suspicious or insecure, walk away quickly. 
If you constantly have questions and they avoid answering, never even acknowledge you, never make time for you, and only greet you with the same old pattern, don't expect anything from someone like that, because you will only be another option. 
Out of 10 people he/she chooses, the one who chooses you will always have time for you. Even if it's just sending a message and letting you know where he is, it's not about reporting his whereabouts, but about genuinely thinking of the other person and showing that he always thinks of you.

My experiences about who become my partner. I should be and do the same 😍💖🌻🤗🙏✨

Choose the one who choose you every single day💖✨🍀🌻

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Set those healthy boundaries

Choose the one willing to build with you, stick with you through all the seasons of life.

Be careful who you choose to spend the rest of your life with

Actions speaks! I can read you from a far 😘

At one of the most important turning points in my life, I left behind someone I loved and the life I had grown accustomed to in order to start over in a place that was completely foreign to me.

Decisions like that carry a weight of their own. To bear that weight, people occasionally need something—or someone—to hold onto. When I took that leap, I hoped to find not only physical security but emotional safety as well. Instead, I gradually realized that the people I relied on had their own priorities, struggles, and lives to build. At the time when I needed support the most, I often felt invisible, alone, and pushed into the background.

At the same time, I was watching my relationship slowly drift away from the partnership I thought we were building. Important decisions increasingly felt like individual choices rather than shared ones. The sense of “us” was gradually replaced by “me.” Plans that directly affected our future were sometimes made without meaningful discussion, and the feeling of being a true partner began to fade. What made it even harder was the sense that my efforts and support often went unnoticed. Trying my best to help while being told I hadn’t done enough left me carrying a burden that already felt too heavy.

Fighting to stay afloat while simultaneously feeling unseen, misunderstood, and emotionally unsupported made an already difficult journey even harder. At one of the most critical moments of my life, I found myself adapting not only to a new country and a new future, but also to loneliness.

Twenty years after leaving school, I tried to become a student again.

I took on a challenge most people had completed long ago, carrying the weight of two decades on my shoulders. Returning to studying and attempting to redirect my life was more than an educational goal. It was an effort to reclaim lost time and reopen doors that life had already closed.

But motivation faded. Concentration became difficult. Loneliness crept into everything. One setback followed another, and eventually I failed to finish what I had started.

That wasn’t simply the loss of an academic or career goal. It felt like the collapse of a future I had begun to believe in.

Trying to move forward while wrestling with old habits, adult responsibilities, and anxiety about the future left me with a profound sense of defeat. That unfinished chapter remains an open wound to this day.

Eventually, I found myself returning to the very place I had spent years trying to escape. The same toxic environment. The same suffocating atmosphere. The same exhaustion.

It wasn’t a return home.

It felt like being reminded, every single day, that a long and difficult attempt to change my life had ultimately failed.

Then came the pandemic.

While the world shut down, my life seemed to shrink even further. The few fragile connections I still had slowly disappeared. Days became weeks, weeks became years.

Six years passed without close friends, without a partner, without anyone who was truly there.

People often say that human beings are social creatures. I learned how true that is by experiencing the slow erosion that comes from prolonged isolation.

What made matters worse was the absence of any real outlet. No way to release the frustration, disappointment, anger, or exhaustion that had accumulated over the years. Work-related stress kept building, and eventually my body began paying the price.

I lost my health.

People can lose money, opportunities, and time.

But when health begins to disappear, everything else starts losing value along with it.

What I have lived through is not a story about a single failure.

It is the accumulation of abandoned expectations, unfinished dreams, loneliness, social isolation, professional pressure, repeated financial losses, and declining health—all stacked on top of one another over many years.

People see the outcomes.

They rarely see the weight that produced them.

Perhaps that is also why I no longer approach people with the same enthusiasm I once had.

I’ve never been particularly good at treating women as goals to pursue, trophies to collect, or achievements to unlock. The performative nature of modern dating—the games, the scripts, the carefully rehearsed rituals of attraction—has always felt artificial and exhausting to me.

Maybe that’s why I’ve spent the last several years retreating into my own shell, becoming increasingly selective about who I allow into my life.

Friends sometimes ask me:

“Why are you still single?”

I usually answer with a simple list.

She shouldn’t smoke.

She should be able to read something in its original language rather than relying entirely on translations.

She should take care of herself.

She should be kind.

She should be empathetic.

She should care about animals and nature.

She should have self-respect.

And almost inevitably, someone responds:

“Don’t you think your standards are a little high?”

The funny thing is, those are merely the basics.

We haven’t even reached intelligence, intellectual curiosity, technical or academic competence—or my admittedly well-known weakness for redheads.

Occasionally, someone will accuse me of being arrogant.

The truth is that this was never about believing I’m better than anyone else.

Life simply taught me, often the hard way, the difference between people who genuinely see you and people who merely look at you.

So yes, I am drawn to people who can truly see, hear, understand, and ultimately respect me.

That doesn’t strike me as arrogance.

It strikes me as self-respect.

And perhaps the most painful part of all this is that after everything that has happened, the fact that I still get up every morning and keep going doesn’t look heroic to anyone.

Yet sometimes the greatest struggle isn’t achieving extraordinary things.

Sometimes it’s simply finding the strength to continue for one more day.

Maybe I’ve become hopelessly old-fashioned.

Who knows.

At this rate, I wouldn’t even be surprised if I started receiving messages from Dodleston. 🙃🍻

Solitude

Real Talk . . .

If you ever considered going for someone YOU find unattractive, hoping they will treat you better, remember, person's capacity for relation is internal and they treat you in a way they are able! Perceived attractiveness levels have no influence on this capacity!

Shreking? No recommend...

I feel you. Your silence educates my thoughts. Perfumed balm for every exhaustion. The perfect song for a soul so tired of time. Was it hard for us? Yes. What can be easy in love? 
Shhh! Close your fearful eyes. The emotion of love cannot be felt by many people, nor are its tears

Sometimes people will joke with me about being single for so long. Sometimes life forces into paths we didn’t choose. Mine chose hospital stays and having to grow up faster than I wanted to in childhood.

I found myself having to tolerate being isolated where the only thing I heard was nurses chatting on the rehab floor and my heart monitor with an IV in my arm.

I thought: “I wanna get out of here.” I would ask mom: “why didn’t dad come home?” knowing even if he was alive, he wouldn’t be at my bedside. He made his choice the moment I was born.

I found comfort in the quiet. It may feel scary at first but in time, I learned to be at peace with it. Occasionally, phoning a friend or gaming with friends one night but all that aside, I realized that being in that room taught me more than I expected.

Nobody is going to get you out of that bed to learn to walk again except you and I had to do that not once but twice.

I found comfort in the quiet, peace in the silence, only chaos in the company of one who was supposed to be there but never was and once you learn how to be content with the quiet, it’s hard to want anything else.

Comfort In The Quiet

If someone belongs to you, they won't be available everyone else.
I needed a soulmate, not  public access

I have heard all the cliches: be yourself,clean up your look, have meaningful conversations, listen, make a joke, have fun, etc. I feel like I mastered that, and I am always sitting across from someone staring at me wondering how long it's gonna take for it to be over. The few good relations I have told me I was amazing, but in the end I am still out here striking out on any meaningful relationship. Ladies, give me advice. What actually gets you interested in a man and willing to take that leap?

Ladies, give me advice?

What’s your go-to conversation starter when talking to someone new? Curious.

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Saw this on another feed.  Thought I'd share.

Wise words

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Own your worth

rather than looking at attractive guy I prefer to look at beautiful women and immediately think "wow she's so beautiful i would like to date her" im straight unfortunately lmao

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My experiences about who become my partner. I should be and do the same 😍💖🌻🤗🙏✨

Choose the one who choose you every single day💖✨🍀🌻

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Good Morning texts or Good Night texts?

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The biggest lie in dating: "I’m just too busy." 🤫

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Her pain, my pain...

When she said she likes feeding her man...

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Divorced couple how did you deal with your divorce especially if you were the one not wanting to get divorced?