Sometimes choice is an act of FREEDOM

Sometimes it seems that I am in pursuit of love... I do many steps, hoping to find «my» person.

But, at some point, I came to an understanding: I am not looking for «someone» to finish me. I am looking for «with whom» I would like to be. Someone with whom you can share this confidence, not because I’m weak, but because I’m strong. Who you can share pauses with - those when you do not need to talk, when you can just be. And smile because there are two of us, and we both know: «I’m here», «you’re here».
There is no panic in such a union. There is no rush. There is no sense that time is running out. We do not hold each other, we choose each other. And sometimes choice is an act of freedom, not dependence. Freedom to be oneself. Freedom to share fullness, out of joy.
So if you are alone now - do not hurry. Do not think that this is a «spare ticket». Let it be your space of strength. Let you know yourself. And when it comes «with whom», you will not say: «save me». But quietly: «Thank you, I know myself. Are you ready to be there?» HONESTLY, I really want to try a relationship with someone who has already found himself, understood who he is.
And if so, it will be a very different union. Sincere, mature, free.
What do you think about it?