She texted "where are you?" for

She used to text him the moment he went quiet. "Where are you?" "Why aren't you answering?" "Did I do something wrong?" He'd reply hours later. She'd feel relieved. Then anxious again. Then the cycle repeated. One day she just - stopped. Not because she stopped caring. Because she finally understood something nobody had told her directly. There's a difference between how a girl texts and how a woman texts. It's not about age. It's about the relationship she has with herself. A girl texts: "Where are you?" A woman texts: “When vou're free. reach out." Then she puts her phone down and lives her life. A girl texts: "Why didn't you reply?" A woman texts: "Looks like you're busy - all good." Calm. Not indifferent. Just secure. A girl texts: "I'm so bored without you." A woman texts: "Having such a good day - wanted to share it." She doesn't hand him her emptiness. She invites him into her fullness. A girl asks: "Will you even remember me?" A woman says: "Glad you reached out. It's been a while." Warm. Easy. But with a quiet boundary underneath every word. The difference isn't confidence as a performance. It's not playing games or pretending not to care. It's what hannens when a woman is full enough on her own that she genuinely doesn't need the reply to feel okay. A woman who is full doesn't chase. Doesn't perform. Doesn't shrink. She simply lives - and lets the right people find their way to her. That energy? You can't fake it. You can only grow into it. #relationships #fyp #deepthoughts #knowledgesharing #phycologyfacts