A Lesson in letting go & finding me again | Me Here Now Movement

There are moments in life when we already know the lesson, yet we choose to go against it in hopes that maybe, this time, it will turn out differently. That was me not too long ago. I went searching for love, believing that maybe this time I had finally found it.

But what I found instead was a reminder; real love isn’t something you chase. It’s something that finds you when you’re not trying so hard to find it.

At first, it felt real. It felt warm. It felt like everything I had been waiting for. But soon, the masks started to fall, and I began to see the truth beneath it all. I found myself questioning why? why me, why again, why do I seem to attract people who aren’t ready for the kind of love I’m willing to give?

I gave, and I gave, until I had nothing left to give myself. I held on to something that wasn’t meant for me, and in the process, I lost touch with who I was becoming. Then came a moment when I had to make one of the hardest, most personal decisions of my life, one I made quietly, on my own. I knew that sharing it would only open the door to someone who had already chosen to walk away. So, I chose differently... I chose myself.

And even though deep down, a small part of me will always hold love for that person, I know now that loving someone doesn’t always mean they’re meant to stay.

That was my reset. And I think that’s what life often does, it breaks us open, not to destroy us, but to remind us to return home to ourselves.

Since then, I’ve been on a self-healing and self-love journey, learning to stop searching. To stop forcing. To stop trying to fill a void that was never meant to be filled by another person. Instead, I’ve been filling it with moments that truly matter, sunrise walks, sauna sessions, new gym spaces that push me out of routine and into presence, quiet evenings alone, and the simple joy of just being.

During a recent trip to Japan, I found myself in a Buddhist temple, quietly praying, not for love, not for someone new, but for a restart. For peace. For a better version of me to emerge. And that’s what this season of my life has become, a journey back to myself.

I no longer hope that 2026 will bring me love. I hope it brings me more me, more growth, more healing, more alignment, and more truth.

Because when you start showing up for yourself fully, that’s when life and love begin to show up for you too.

Thank you for reading my truth.

xoxo Dani

— Me Here Now