Loving someone can be beautiful—but sometimes, it’s also exhausting. Not because the love isn’t real, but because it feels like you’re pouring from a cup that’s slowly running dry. You care deeply, you give endlessly, but somewhere along the way, you forget to care for yourself.
It’s the weight of constant effort. The emotional labor of understanding, forgiving, waiting, hoping. You stay because your heart is still there, but your spirit feels worn. You miss the ease, the joy, the lightness that love once brought. Now, it feels like work—like survival.
This kind of tiredness doesn’t mean you’ve stopped loving. It means you’ve been loving without rest. Without reciprocity. Without the comfort of being held the way you hold others. You begin to wonder: Is love supposed to feel this heavy?
But even in exhaustion, there’s truth. You’re not weak for feeling tired—you’re human for feeling everything. And maybe it’s time to pause, to breathe, to ask for what you need. Because love should lift you, not drain you. And you deserve a love that feels like home—not a battlefield.
