Love loudly, lose bravely.

we live in a world of abundance.

Dear Me,

(a letter to the girl I used to be)

You have the heart to love—so love.

Wholly. Fully. Unapologetically.

Love, not because it’s safe, but because it’s true.

Love, even when you know you might lose.

Love, because it’s better to have felt deeply than to have never felt at all.

This is how you grow stronger—every single time.

You see, love and money share a secret:

When you approach either with scarcity, you’ll always receive the least of it. But the world isn’t short on love. So don’t withhold yours.

keep watering your love, my love.

Give freely, and you’ll be amazed at how it returns— from the right people, in the right ways, at the right time.

Yes, your heart will break. Your worth will be underestimated. Your pain may be overlooked. But the moment you stop loving… that’s when they win.

So keep loving. That’s how you rise.

And when the ache feels unbearable, when silence replaces connection, when you question whether your love was ever enough— remember this: love is never wasted. Even the love that wasn’t returned, even the love that ended too soon, it shaped you. It softened you. It taught you how to stay open.

You are not foolish for loving. You are brave. You are the kind of soul this world needs more of.

So, love again.

And again.

And again.

Because every time you do, you remind the world—and yourself— that your heart is still beating. And that is a miracle worth honouring.

love,

me <3