N8tivegirl

This is for the woman who is exhausted from fighting for a love she had to beg for. The woman who keeps giving until there’s nothing left of her to recognize. The world may tell you to hold on — but sometimes the bravest thing you’ll ever do is let go. This is your reminder that choosing peace is not quitting — it’s surviving.

by Valrelyn Parson

There comes a moment in a woman’s life when she no longer recognizes herself in the mirror. She realizes that she has spent so much time fighting for someone else that she hasn’t had the strength to fight for herself. And it’s usually at the edge of something — the edge of a cliff, the edge of her breaking point — where the view finally becomes clear.

From that height, she has a bird’s-eye view of the chaos below. She can see every argument, every disappointment, every night she cried beside someone who never noticed. And from there, she finally chooses whether she wants to go back into the arena… or walk away.

They say the realest woman in a man’s life is often the one he hurts the most. And by the time he realizes her worth — by the time he’s ready to fight for her — she no longer knows how to love him in the way she once did.

Because loving him required her to lose pieces of herself.

It’s crazy how a woman can pour her whole heart into a man — pray for him, heal him, build him — and still be broken by the hands she once held. She fought his demons while hers cried quietly in the dark. She wiped his tears while hiding her own. She reminded him of his worth while he slowly forgot hers.

And when she finally walked away, it wasn’t because she stopped loving him.

It was because she got tired of being the only one fighting.

When a woman reaches her breaking point, her silence becomes louder than any explanation. Her peace becomes her priority. She cuts off the light. She leaves the room — not with slammed doors or shouting matches — but silently. Gracefully. Completely.

And the sad part?

He rarely notices right away.

Because the relationship had become a cycle of her giving and him taking. He never questioned the imbalance — because she always made it look easy. She was his cheerleader, his comfort, his shelter — but no one was hers. No one asked how she was doing. Over time, the loneliness became familiar… almost comforting. And the walls she built weren’t for protection anymore — they were simply home.

Maybe love looked different in his house growing up. Maybe this was the only way he knew how to love. But that does not make it enough. Because love should not feel like loneliness. A person can be in a relationship and still be completely alone.

And there’s no going back.

Because the woman who once fought for you is now learning to fight for herself.

She is beginning to understand that expectations can blind us — that in trying to force love to look a certain way, we sometimes miss the blessing right in front of us. So now she chooses differently.

She chooses forward.

Some things — some people — are simply no longer relevant to the version of you that is emerging. What you refuse to release becomes an anchor. And anchors are only useful when you’re trying to stay in place — not when you’re trying to grow.

My word for today:

Let go of what no longer serves your spirit.

Make room for peace.

Make room for yourself again.

“I am a companion of all who fear You, and of those who keep Your precepts.”

— Psalm 119:63

Closing Prayer

Lord,

Teach me to choose myself without guilt.

Show me how to love without losing who I am.

Heal every place where I have carried pain in silence.

Unravel the knots that tie me to what no longer serves my spirit.

Give me the courage to release what hinders my peace,

and the grace to walk forward with gentleness and strength.

Restore my voice, my joy, and my sense of worth.

May peace be my new home and wisdom my closest companion.

Amen.