Finding Peace in the Experience.

There’s a quiet peace I feel when I’m in the presence of someone who truly sees me. Something shifts in me—a calmness that eases the tightness in my chest and settles my nerves. It’s like my whole being is given permission to relax and just be. I don’t have to hide or pretend; I can exist fully, even in my most imperfect moments. In these moments, I am reminded of something I always crave—emotional safety.

In a world that often demands perfection or stability, I’m allowed to be a little messy and still feel like I’m loved, valued, and safe. It’s not just the absence of chaos or conflict, but the ability to be fully seen. To know that I can be my authentic, sometimes imperfect, dysregulated self and still be valued, cared for, and never abandoned. That feeling of being truly known—every part of me, even the darkest bits—it is a gift that makes me feel loved in ways I never thought possible. It’s not just about being cared for; it’s about knowing that, even when I’m struggling, when I’m anxious, when I’m overthinking or insecure, that person won’t turn away from me.

I know I’m not the easiest person to love. I overthink, I overreact, and there are days when my insecurities get the best of me. But when I do love, I love with everything I have—fiery passion, great intensity, and unwavering care. I might not always know how to receive love in the best way, but I have learned to love deeply, wholeheartedly and without apology.

This feeling is more than a personal comfort—it is profound.

It is a feeling of harmony that helps shed the weight of self-doubt. And yet, in its simplicity, it is sometimes confusing and even at times unsettling. I find myself ruminating; why does this feel so easy, and so natural when before with people it has always been difficult? Why does it bring out the best in me, urging me to dream bigger, to be more present, and fully seek out the person I want to become?

It’s like the care and compassion I am shown doesn’t just reassure me; it helps me to see my own worth through a new lens.

I have been shown something more important than accolades or reassurances about my beauty or intellect. I have been made to genuinely feel important. I am regularly reminded that I matter, that I have a bigger purpose, and that this experience has not just been left to chance. Instead, what I am experiencing, I recognize is so very different from anything I’ve ever known before. It more often than not seems indescribable, and still is everything I’ve ever wanted or needed. It calms the storms within me, quieting the noise of anxiety and fear.

I’ve started to believe that my story can be different, and all I aspire for is to continue walking this path, boldly, facing whatever life brings.