Almost Loved Isn’t the Same as Chosen

Let’s talk about the grief of being almost loved—and the power of choosing yourself instead

Hey you.
The one carrying invisible bruises from all the almosts.
The near-misses.
The ones who looked at you with awe but couldn’t stay.

You’re not crazy for feeling the weight of that.
You’re not wrong for remembering it.

You’re just real.
You’re just you.

Lately, something cracked open in me.

I realized that a lot of my lingering grief wasn’t about being outright rejected—it was about being almost loved.

It was about the ones who admired me from a distance but didn’t feel worthy to reach for me.
The ones who made me feel like I was too radiant, too layered, too soulful to fully hold.

They didn’t say it in words, but their energy did:
You were more than I felt allowed to want.

Whew.
That realization hit something deep.
A part of me that still flinched at the idea that my fullness could be “too much.”

But here’s what I know now:
It wasn’t rejection.
It was limitation.

It wasn’t that I was unlovable.
It was that they didn’t believe they were allowed to love someone like me.

And that’s not mine to carry anymore.

I release the grief of being almost loved.
I release the ache of being nearly chosen.
I release the stories that said I had to shrink or soften to be wanted.

I deserve a love that knows it’s allowed.
A love that rises to meet me where I already stand.

Not one that squints against my light, but one that soaks it in.

And most importantly—
I choose myself.

I want me—completely.
Every layer. Every scar. Every brilliant, complicated part.

No more trying to fit into smaller spaces just to be loved.
No more waiting for permission to exist fully.

The wild thing is...
When I finally loved myself the way I had longed for others to,
When I stopped making my worth conditional on being chosen...

The love of my life found me.

Not because I went searching.
Not because I changed who I was.
But because I came home to myself first—and love recognized me there.

This is bigger than relationships.
It’s about energetic alignment.
It’s about remembering that you are the prize—not because of what you do or prove, but because of who you are.

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Your Invitation

If you’re somewhere between the ache and the breakthrough...
If you’re ready to cultivate a level of self-love that magnetizes everything meant for you...

Know that I'm building something for you.
A community.
A space.
An offering.
(A little hint: it’ll be sacred, powerful, and designed for the ones ready to stop waiting and start becoming.)

Stay tuned, beautiful soul.
This is just the beginning.

You’re not too much.
You’re exactly on time.

And the love you deserve?
It’s already making its way to you.

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P.S. Forward this to someone who needs a reminder that they’re not too much.
Hit the little heart ❤️ if you’re ready to choose yourself like never before.

With truth + light,
Jasmine

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