The hardest part of letting go for me is realizing that what I washed to be my forever is now a memory… Having to deal with the fact that they are all memories now … so hurtful
If you’ve ever felt any kind of heartbreak or loss—whether from love, a friendship, or a dream slipping away—know this: You are not being punished. You are being shaped. The love that broke you is not your last love. The friendship that faded, or the dream that slipped away—none of these define your future. And the person who didn’t see your worth doesn’t get to determine it.
And one day, there will be a love that stays, a love that heals, one that will never ask you to carry the weight alone—a dream that carries you forward and a friendship that uplifts. Until then, we heal. We pray. We forgive. Ourselves most of all.
Wow, Abisoye, this is beautifully written and deeply resonant. 💙 Your words speak to places in the heart that are often hard to articulate—the quiet ache of things lost and the journey of piecing oneself back together.
Letting go, for me, has always been about releasing not just the person, dream, or friendship, but also the expectations I had tied to them. It’s a slow process, but it’s taught me that healing isn’t linear—it’s layered. And like you said, grace makes all the difference.
Thank you for reminding us that we’re not defined by what or who walked away, but by how we rise, forgive, and move forward. Keep writing and sharing your light—it’s such a gift to those of us on this journey. Sending love and encouragement your way! 💕
This is beautiful and so healing! The part that says the love that broke you isn’t your last love got to me - This is a statement of good assurance and I love it!
Healing is truly a journey best walked together, with friends and family.
If you ask me I would say the hardest part is relearning how to live life without these people who were once a very important of your life.
The hardest part of letting go for me is realizing that what I washed to be my forever is now a memory… Having to deal with the fact that they are all memories now … so hurtful
Beautifully written!👏
What stands out the most is not just how relatable this is but the beam of hope and light in your writing. It is so heartwarming.
Don’t stop writing, Soye💜
Words with a lot of wisdom ❤️❤️❤️❤️
If you’ve ever felt any kind of heartbreak or loss—whether from love, a friendship, or a dream slipping away—know this: You are not being punished. You are being shaped. The love that broke you is not your last love. The friendship that faded, or the dream that slipped away—none of these define your future. And the person who didn’t see your worth doesn’t get to determine it.
And one day, there will be a love that stays, a love that heals, one that will never ask you to carry the weight alone—a dream that carries you forward and a friendship that uplifts. Until then, we heal. We pray. We forgive. Ourselves most of all.
“The person who didn't see your worth doesn’t get to determine your future” No truer words!❤️
Wow, Abisoye, this is beautifully written and deeply resonant. 💙 Your words speak to places in the heart that are often hard to articulate—the quiet ache of things lost and the journey of piecing oneself back together.
Letting go, for me, has always been about releasing not just the person, dream, or friendship, but also the expectations I had tied to them. It’s a slow process, but it’s taught me that healing isn’t linear—it’s layered. And like you said, grace makes all the difference.
Thank you for reminding us that we’re not defined by what or who walked away, but by how we rise, forgive, and move forward. Keep writing and sharing your light—it’s such a gift to those of us on this journey. Sending love and encouragement your way! 💕
❤️ Beautiful
Wow, I just read this and I felt so relieved right now. True we forget to forgive ourselves and heal. Thank you baby girl
This is beautiful and so healing! The part that says the love that broke you isn’t your last love got to me - This is a statement of good assurance and I love it!
Please don’t stop writing Abisoye ❤️