It feels like loss at first. Like something is slipping through your hands, like you’re watching it end in real time and there’s nothing you can do to stop it. Your mind starts replaying everything, the good moments, the potential, the version of them you believed in. It convinces you [...]
Dear Tessa, I think the hardest part for me to admit is that I liked him more than he liked me. It wasn’t obvious at first. In the beginning, it felt mutual, or at least enough for me to believe it was. But over time, I started to feel the [...]
It feels like there is something there. The conversations, the moments, the small bits of attention that seem just enough to make you believe it is real. Not consistent, not fully clear, but present enough that you start to question it. Because if there was nothing, you would not feel [...]
It was just a look. Nothing dramatic, nothing obvious, nothing anyone else would probably even notice. But I noticed it. And in that moment, it felt like something. Not a full story, not anything confirmed, just enough to make me pause and think… wait. Because sometimes it is not about [...]
Dear Tessa, I really do like her. I enjoy being around her, I like talking to her, and there’s definitely a connection there. But I can feel that she wants something more serious, something more defined, and I’m just not there. It’s not that I don’t care, I just don’t [...]
I didn’t realize it at first. That’s the thing. It’s never obvious in the beginning when you’re the one feeling more. Everything feels mutual when you’re both showing up, talking, laughing, sharing pieces of yourselves. It feels balanced until it doesn’t. At some point, I started noticing the difference. Not [...]
I meant it when I said I was done. At least in that moment. I was clear, I was sure, I was fully in that headspace where I knew I deserved better, knew I wasn’t doing this again, knew I wasn’t going to keep entertaining something that already showed me [...]
I know what stable feels like. Calm, consistent, predictable in a way that should feel safe. No guessing, no sudden shifts, no wondering where I stand or what’s going to happen next. And sometimes… That feels too quiet. That’s the part I don’t always admit. Because intensity feels different. It [...]
I’m not hard. That’s what people get wrong about me. I care, I feel deeply, I give chances, I try to understand more than I probably should. I don’t move through things cold or detached, and I don’t pretend something doesn’t matter when it does. I’m soft. But I’m not [...]
You wouldn’t be able to relax. Not with me that close, not with the way I’d talk to you like I already knew exactly what I was doing. It wouldn’t just be what I said, it would be how I said it. The tone. The pauses. The way I’d let [...]
