A Letter to Myself – Reclaiming My Agency

I see the pain you carried when you were left waiting, waiting for love, waiting for touch, waiting for your husband to notice and choose you. I know how heavy it felt to be met with rejection, to feel invisible in the very place where you longed to be seen the most.

But today, I want you to know this truth: you were never the problem. Your desire for intimacy, for closeness, for affection was never too much. It was human, it was natural, and it was beautiful. His emotional and physical unavailability was not a mirror of your worth. It was a reflection of his own limitations, his inability to show up.

You did not lack agency because you were weak. You lacked agency because the space you were in did not allow you to use your voice without fear of rejection. But now, you are learning that your body, your emotions, and your needs are sacred. They deserve to be heard, respected, and cherished.

From this day forward, you do not need to wait for someone else to validate your worth. Your agency lies in your choices, your choice to say yes, your choice to say no, your choice to claim what feels good and what feels right for you.

You are not defined by rejection. You are defined by your resilience, your truth, and your ability to keep loving, even after the pain.

With compassion and strength,