Self-love isn’t bubble baths. It’s boundaries.

Hey beautiful 💌,

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Everyone talks about self-love like it’s soft and sweet, spa days, skincare, positive quotes, a cute coffee in hand. And sure, that’s part of it. But real self-love?

No one tells you how hard it is.
No one tells you that self-love often begins in silence.
In the moments when you're tired of pretending to be okay.
In the nights you cry because you feel empty and unseen.
In the seconds when you realize, “I’ve been showing up for everyone but myself.”

That’s where it starts.

It doesn’t always look like growth. Sometimes it looks like walking away from people you still love. Sometimes it’s staying home instead of saying “yes” to plans you don’t even enjoy. Sometimes it’s just choosing not to chase anyone anymore.

Self-love means choosing yourself over and over again, even when it’s uncomfortable. Even when it costs you.

Especially when it costs you.

It’s not glamorous, it’s grieving the version of you who kept begging to be chosen. It’s outgrowing places, patterns, and people who only loved you when you were easy to carry. It’s realizing you were never too much, you were just giving your softness to the wrong hands.

And I know, it gets lonely. You’ll miss people. You’ll doubt yourself. You’ll wonder if healing is worth it.

But then, one day, you’ll look in the mirror and see someone who didn’t abandon herself. And that… is everything.

A few questions for you this week, just for reflection:

– When was the last time you truly made a decision just for you?
– Are you still betraying your own needs to be liked, accepted, or loved?
– If you talked to yourself the way you talk to someone you love… what would change?
– What would loving yourself boldly look like today?

You’re allowed to choose you. Loudly. Gently. Every damn day.

And I hope this week, you do.

With love,

Felipa ❤️