There are pains that cannot be seen. You only sense that someone has been gathering shards of courage for a long time just to be able to trust again. In this story, you may recognize yourself – or someone you care about. Antonie tells you what happens when the heart no longer belongs to everyone.
Disappointment has changed me. But not into a stone. Rather into earthy wisdom that grows slowly, beneath the surface, and silently. On the path I have walked, I have understood that losing myself in others often means losing myself.
I remain a person who believes in goodness. But I no longer rush into the arms of everyone who smiles. My soul is still open, but I protect it. I choose more carefully whom I reveal my depth to. Not out of fear, but out of respect for myself.
And in this realization, I find strength, peace, and beauty today that I once lacked. I have not become bitter. I have simply come to understand that it is okay to be gentle and at the same time protect the most precious thing I carry inside.
I used to think that my openness was a gift.
Today, I know it is a gift, but not public property.
My heart is not a central station. It is a temple.
And a temple has a threshold that not everyone crosses.
I no longer give my soul on demand. I do not offer my light to those who do not know what to do with it. I am learning to protect the most valuable thing – myself. Not because I have stopped believing. But because I have started believing in myself.
My love is not blind. Not anymore. It is clear, conscious, and strong. It is no longer like a small change for coffee that I give away and forget. It is like a diamond. Fragile yet firm. Bright and deep.
Maybe I still love just as deeply. But not as recklessly.
I allow feelings to grow that have roots.
I do not give my trust to those who will not keep it.
My affection is no longer easily accessible, not because I have hardened, but because I have matured.
"Trust is not a given."
There were times when I waited for someone to save me.
Today, I know that the return to oneself is quiet. We slowly tread the path back. Through guilt, shame, through the feeling of failure. Through shadows and pride. And then, one day, we take a breath and realize that we do not need to be loved by everyone. Only by those who see what is truly within us.
Sometimes we fear that if we set boundaries, we will end up alone. But a healthy boundary is not a wall. It is a gate. It helps separate what aligns with us from what drains us. It is not selfish to say "no." It is an act of respect for ourselves and for others. And those who truly want to be part of your life will open that gate with gentleness and respect.
When we are loyal to ourselves, the guilt for not doing everything for everyone disappears. We stop apologizing for our needs. We no longer blame ourselves for wanting something more. Because "more" does not mean being demanding – it means longing for quality, for peace, for sincerity. For respect for oneself.
Maybe I no longer need everyone to understand me. But I feel a deep need to be in harmony with myself.
Because I have understood that the greatest loss is not losing others. But losing myself just to keep someone else.
Maybe you are on a similar path. Maybe you already know that you will not open up to everyone, and yet you do not lose your tenderness. At Calmory, we support you in trusting yourself and giving your sensitivity healthy roots. Try a ritual, an affirmation, a small step. Peace is not born from grand gestures but from the gentleness you allow yourself to live.