Welcome back to Unfiltered Diaries—the place where we say the things we’ve only whispered to ourselves at night. Where we crack open the messy, the raw, and the “I can’t believe I’m admitting this” kind of thoughts. Every entry is real. Honest. Sometimes heartbreaking. But always shared with love.
Today’s diary comes from someone grieving more than just a relationship—they’re grieving the trust they gave to someone who might not have deserved it. If you’ve ever been left sorting through emotional confusion in the aftermath of betrayal, this one’s for you.
Dear Diary,
“It hurts more than I expected knowing that the person I trusted most is emotionally or physically connected with their ex. I’m trying to understand where we went wrong or if I was ever truly seen. I don’t want to point fingers—I just wish I could get some honesty.”
— Hope
Oh Hope… whew. That one hits.
Because this isn’t just about jealousy or an ex. This is about the ache of wondering if any of it meant as much to them as it did to you. It’s about lying awake at night trying to make sense of silence. Trying to replay conversations, read between texts, and find that one moment where the shift began. It’s exhausting.
You didn’t ask for a fairytale. You asked for honesty. For someone to look you in the eye and say: “You matter to me.” And to mean it. So I get why this hurts—you were trying to build something real, while they were clearly still tethered to something (or someone) else behind your back.
And yet, here you are—still trying not to throw blame. Still just wanting clarity. That shows your character, your softness. But hear me when I say: you deserve honesty without having to beg for it. You deserve presence. You deserve someone whose focus is you, not a recycled past.
Don’t let this situation convince you you’re hard to love. That’s a lie pain tries to tell us when we’re cracked wide open. But you? You showed up with love and intention. And that’s beautiful, even if they didn’t treat it with care.
So cry. Be angry. Write messy journal entries at 2am. But don’t lose the part of you that still believes love can be true and mutual and whole. Because it can be.
And while you wait for that kind of love—the real, intentional kind—come back home to you. Start by noticing the ways you already hold yourself together. The way you still show up, even when you’re hurting. The way you speak kindness to others even when your heart is heavy. That’s not weakness, that’s resilience. And you deserve to be poured into with the same tenderness you give.
Love yourself louder. Take yourself out—yes, you. Wear something that makes you feel sexy. Take mirror selfies. Light your favorite candle, even if no one’s coming over. Make playlists that match your mood. Rest when you’re tired. Say no without guilt. Say yes without waiting for permission.
Relearn the sound of your own laughter, the shape of your own joy. Remind yourself: you are not hard to love—you are just not meant to settle for people who don’t know how to.
That love you were searching for? It starts with you. And when you meet someone new, they should only add to that, never be the reason it exists in the first place. Keep choosing yourself, over and over. You’re worth that and more.
You were seen, even if it wasn’t by the right person. And one day, the right one will look at you and never look away.
We’re holding space for you, always.
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