Maybe I’m single for a reason — and maybe that reason isn’t something broken that needs fixing. Maybe it’s not a punishment or some sign that I’m falling behind. Maybe it’s just that this time alone is necessary. Maybe it's here to help me unlearn the patterns I kept repeating, to show me what I’ve been settling for, and to remind me that love isn’t supposed to feel like proving my worth. For once, I’m not rushing to fill the quiet. I’m starting to see that being on my own doesn’t mean I’m missing out — it means I’m making space for something real, whenever it’s ready.
There’s a certain power in realizing I don’t need to chase connection just to feel valuable. I’m learning to enjoy my own company, to be the kind of partner I’ve always wanted — steady, honest, kind. And when love does come, I want it to find me at peace, not desperate. I want it to be a choice, not a need. Until then, I’ll keep growing, healing, and trusting that being single isn’t a gap in my life — it’s a chapter with its own purpose, and I’m learning to honor it.
— Balt
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