Sometimes, the hardest part of receiving isn’t the waiting, it’s learning how to stay when what you prayed for is finally here.

A love that feels steady, where someone’s presence calms your nervous system and their words feel like a safe place to land.

A work that values your time and your gift, without demanding you burn yourself out to prove your worth.

A home where your body exhales as soon as you walk in, where you can rest without fear of being interrupted by conflict.

Friendships where you’re not performing to be liked, where you can be messy and still be loved.

And yet… just as the ground becomes solid, part of you wonders when it will be taken away.

You catch yourself scanning for signs of danger in peace.

You hesitate before answering a kind message.

You keep your joy measured,afraid of the ache if it disappears.

Do you recognize this feeling?

It’s not because you don’t want it.

It’s because you’ve spent years bracing for the fall, teaching yourself that love comes with loss, that peace is borrowed time.

You are too used to live on stress so peace is unsettling.

So you create distance before anyone else can.

You convince yourself it’s intuition when it’s fear.

You leave before you can be left.

Because closeness feels like a risk.

Because a nervous system wired for survival has learned to call love a threat, and peace a warning sign.

If we leave first, we avoid being left.

If we sabotage early, we control the ending.

It’s not that we don’t want good things, it’s that good things feel unfamiliar. And unfamiliar feels unsafe.

I know this pattern, both in my own bones and in the hearts I’ve held in my work.

It’s the survival brain trying to keep you safe from what it believes will hurt you.

I’ve lived it.

I’ve worked with so many who have lived it too.

And here’s what I’ve learned:

Breaking the cycle means letting yourself lean into the discomfort of what you’ve always wanted.

It means staying with the love that feels too easy.

Believing that kindness can be just that, kindness.

Letting peace feel like home, even when your body keeps waiting for the storm.

Because some relationships are meant to be safe.

Some jobs are meant to bring purpose.

Some homes are meant to heal you.

And some people are ready to love without leaving.

But healing asks something braver:

To stay when everything in you wants to run.

To let kindness be just kindness.

To believe that this time might be different.

To choose the discomfort of receiving over the familiar pain of retreat.

Some love will not leave.

Some homes will not harm.

Some work will nourish.

And some people will walk beside you for the long road.

Let it in.

Let it stay.

Let yourself belong here.

I see you and send you love,🤍

Aniela

www.MindfulTherapist.us