Peace Feels Better Than Attention

I used to think that love had to be intense to mean something. The butterflies and overthinking were part of the magic. But now? I know peace is the real love language.

I stopped romanticizing effort that wasn’t consistent. I stopped mistaking emotional chaos for passion. I realized love isn’t supposed to feel like guessing games or emotional tug-of-war.

He raised my standards — then gave me the reality check I didn’t know I needed. He helped me grow emotionally more than anything. And now, I don’t need a relationship to feel whole. I don’t crave attention the way I used to. I crave clarity. I crave peace. I crave something that doesn’t make me question if I’m too much for wanting to feel secure.

And until that comes, I’m not waiting around. I’m becoming the version of me that would never settle for less than real.

Faith Over Fear of Being Alone

The truth is, I don’t feel like I’m missing out on anything. I believe in God’s timing. I believe that whatever is meant for me is already written. If love is part of that story, I’ll receive it when I’m supposed to — without rushing, without begging for breadcrumbs.

Being alone doesn’t scare me anymore. In fact, I’m better when I’m on my own. I think clearer. I move better. I sleep easier. And I’m finally okay with the fact that some people were removed from my life to make space for the peace I prayed for.

God isn’t punishing me by keeping certain people away — He’s protecting me. From confusion. From distractions. From having to relearn lessons I’ve already grown through.

I don’t know who my person is. I don’t even know when they’ll show up. But when they do, they’ll meet someone who knows their worth and won’t settle for anything less than peace, alignment, and love that feels like home.

A Final Thought

I’m not rushing anything.

I’m not chasing anyone.

I’m just trying to stay in alignment with who I’m becoming.

The more I protect my peace, the more I realize how sacred it is. And if love ever asks me to give that up — it’s not love.

So if you’re in a season of waiting, detaching, or just figuring yourself out — I see you.

You’re not behind.

You’re not broken.

You’re just building something real.

Journaling Prompt:

Do I feel more at peace when I’m alone, or when I’m in love?

(And what does that tell me about the kind of love I’m willing to wait for?)

And just in case no one’s told you lately…

If you’ve ever loved someone who couldn’t love you back the right way — you’re not weak. If nothing feels real or fulfilling right now — there’s nothing wrong with you. If you’ve chosen peace over being chosen — you’re already healing in ways most people won’t understand for years.

You don’t have to rush.

You don’t have to explain yourself.

You just have to keep becoming.

Someone out there is going to read your energy like it’s a love letter — and recognize every part of you as home.

Written by Chanel Ramirez, a lover of words, growth, and emotional honesty. This blog is a space for healing, reflection, and real connection.

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