Worthy Without Permission 💐
They say love is supposed to feel like home. But what happens when love feels like waiting in a hallway, hoping a door will open, but it never does? This is the story of a love that wasn’t simple, wasn’t easy, and definitely wasn’t kind. But it was real. At least, to me. I met him during a chapter of my life filled with ambition and transition. I had just moved abroad to pursue my master’s degree in the Netherlands, carrying with me dreams bigger than the oceans I had crossed. He, on the other hand, was someone with a steady career and a strong sense of responsibility. His life looked composed, orderly, and deeply rooted in routine. He had people who respected him and work that demanded much of his time and energy.He was charismatic in the quietest ways. There was something comforting about how certain he seemed about the world and how certain he made me feel, at least in the beginning. For someone who often second-guessed herself, his confidence felt like a safe place to land. But as ...
