There is a quiet ache that comes with growth—
not the kind you feel in your bones or your muscles,
but the kind that seeps into the soul.
It arrives when you realize that the people you once thought would stand beside you forever
cannot walk with the version of you that is becoming.
At first, it feels like betrayal—
their silence, their distance, their questioning glances.
You wonder, “What did I do wrong? Was I too much? Not enough?”
But in truth, it is not about wrong or right.
It is about evolution.
The person you are now
no longer fits the shape they carved for you in their minds.
They loved who you were,
but who you are becoming threatens the comfort of familiarity.
And so, without malice, without warning,
they step back—
or perhaps you do.
This is the paradox of growth:
to rise, you must shed.
Not just old habits and old wounds,
but sometimes old relationships that cannot breathe in the altitude of your becoming.
It hurts—
to let go of hands you swore you’d never release,
to watch familiar faces fade into the horizon of your past.
Yet, there is a truth that whispers beneath the grief:
those who cannot see you as you are becoming
were only meant to love the version of you they once knew.
You are not a static painting to be framed in someone else’s memory.
You are a living poem—
line by line, verse by verse,
forever rewriting, forever unfolding.
And not everyone will be willing to read the new chapters.
But here is the beauty:
For every soul that drifts away,
space is made for those who can hold the weight of your growth,
who do not cling to who you were,
but celebrate who you are becoming.
So, grieve the losses.
Let the tears water the soil of your transformation.
But do not shrink back into the mold you once filled just to keep the crowd.
The journey to your best self is not meant to be crowded—
it is meant to be sacred.
And those who are destined to walk with you there,
will not fear your evolution.
They will not resist your rising.
They will recognize the light in you,
because it will awaken the light in them.
Until then, keep growing.
Keep becoming.
Keep walking boldly into the unknown.
For the ones who are meant for you will meet you there—
not where you once were,
but where you are called to be.
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