Why Being Single is the Best Choice!

Why Being Single is the Best Choice!

Being Single Isn’t Lonely, Settling Is

Leaving is uncomfortable. Staying means dying.

Abuse doesn’t always show up as bruises. Sometimes it shows up as silence. He doesn’t break you all at once—he chips away at you, bit by bit, until you start to believe you’re small, voiceless, and powerless.

It looks like this: you’re laughing with friends, feeling normal for a second, and then he leans over and whispers, “Why would you say that? Do you know how stupid you sound?” Just like that, your laughter dies. Next time you’re around people, you don’t speak. He’s in your head now. Your voice belongs to him.

It looks like walking on eggshells in your own home. Never knowing what will set him off. Wondering how it’s always your fault. Convincing yourself if you could just do this, or not do that, maybe things would be okay.

That’s not love. That’s control. And that’s no life.

I know, because I lived it. I lived where everything around me worked against me, and all I had was me.

The Heaviness of Surviving

There was a time when even the smallest things felt impossible. I’d wake up, get through the motions, and something as simple as washing the dishes felt like climbing a mountain. Walk to the sink. Empty it. Add water. Add soap. Place the dishes. Wash them one by one. Life became so heavy that even surviving felt unbearable.

My soul was dying.

But in that darkness, I made a choice. I chose to grab onto the light and hold it tight. That’s where my sunflower poem was born:

“Even when the world forgets to rain, she turns her face to the sky—because somewhere, the sun remembers her name.”

That’s survival. That’s refusing to let the darkness define you.

The Truth About Leaving

Leaving isn’t a clean break. It’s messy. It’s terrifying. It costs you everything you thought you couldn’t live without. But staying costs your life.

I left with nothing but faith. Faith that freedom was worth more than fear. Faith that peace was worth more than control. Faith that I was worth more than settling.

People think being single means lonely. They’re wrong.
Lonely is losing your voice.
Lonely is walking on eggshells in your own home.
Lonely is letting your soul die a little more every day.

Being single isn’t lonely. Being single is peace. Being single is freedom. Being single is choosing yourself, even when it costs everything.

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What a Counselor Once Told Me

I’ll never forget sitting across from a counselor at an abuse center. She looked at me and said:

“Look at everything you managed with your abuser in your life—kids, a home, doctors, bills, meals, even sewing and couponing. If you could do all that with his voice in your ear, imagine what you can do with something positive in your ear.”

She was right. If I could survive in the storm, I could thrive in the sunlight. And so can you.

                     

To Every Woman Reading This

If you’re still in it, I know the weight. If you’ve left, I know the emptiness and the freedom that collide. And if you’re healing, I know the courage it takes every single day to keep going.

You are not weak for leaving. You are unstoppable for surviving.

Being single isn’t lonely. Settling is. And I refuse to settle ever again.

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