“Listen, darling, let’s get one thing perfectly straight: there is so much more to life than sitting around waiting for someone to waltz in like some glittery knight and decide you’re worthy of being adored.

Your purpose is not to be someone’s convenience store of affection. If you’re going to let someone “choose” you, make sure you’re the damn prize, not some clearance item on aisle nine. You are not some lost puppy in the rain begging for shelter; you are the whole damn thunderstorm.

Let’s toss out this tired, pathetic story that your life is a waiting room for love. Are you actually going to spend your one magical, messy, beautiful existence pining over someone who can’t even text back? Please. There’s a whole universe out there, and you’re sitting by your phone like it’s the only window. Stop treating your heart like a lost-and-found. You are not a missed connection on Craigslist.

Trust me, the world does not revolve around your relationship status, no matter what your nosy aunt or those sappy movies say. I mean, have you seen how much trouble people get into chasing after “the one”? You deserve more than the emotional equivalent of stale fries at the bottom of the bag. If someone doesn’t want you, let them go cry into their own pillow. You’ve got things to do and galaxies to conquer.

This isn’t some romantic comedy where you can’t breathe, can’t eat, can’t function without a love interest. You are not a tragic heroine doomed to wilt unless someone finally realizes you’re a rare orchid. No, honey, you’re a wild rose, thorns and all—unapologetic, untamed, and deeply rooted. Stop waiting for someone to come along and water you; you’re not a houseplant.

You know what’s really wild? There’s a whole lot of wonderful living to be done outside of yearning after people who are more emotionally unavailable than the Wi-Fi at your grandma’s house. You can fill your days with adventure, laughter, and self-discovery instead of staring at your phone like it owes you rent. The only person you really need to impress is the one staring back at you in the mirror.

And let’s talk about sadness for a second. Heartbreak happens, yes, but it doesn’t have to be your whole personality. You are allowed to be sad, but you are also allowed to get up, brush off the glitter, and get back to living. Your life isn’t supposed to be a never-ending Adele album. There’s a difference between feeling your feelings and building a shrine to your own misery. There is no award for Most Dramatic Suffering.

You need to fill yourself up with love, and I mean the kind that makes you laugh at your own jokes, dance in your living room in your underwear, and eat dessert first because life is too damn short. Pour that love into every crevice of yourself. Fill in the cracks with gold, like you’re your own piece of priceless art. Don’t wait for someone else to patch you up. You’re not Humpty Dumpty, and this isn’t a fairy-tale.

Here’s the real secret: become a whole being on your own.

Not half, not a fraction, not someone else’s missing piece. You are not a puzzle. Complete yourself. Be so full of life and love that when someone comes along, they’re just a bonus, not the whole damn prize. Your happiness is not a scavenger hunt, and you’re not missing any pieces.

Go on wild adventures—get lost in the woods, swim in lakes at midnight, and let your hair smell like bonfires and freedom.

Make memories that have nothing to do with romance and everything to do with being alive. Fall asleep under the stars with friends who make you laugh until you snort. Be the main character in your own story, not the supporting role in someone else’s.

Wander through the city at night, all lit up and alive, and let yourself feel invincible. Sit in a coffee shop with a book, being the mysterious woman everyone wonders about. Write secret messages on bathroom stalls—not the mean kind, but the kind that make someone smile. Leave notes in library books for strangers to find.

Be the reason someone else believes in magic.

Dress up for yourself. Wear the red lipstick, the bold eyeliner, the ripped jeans, the five-inch heels, or the fuzzy socks—whatever makes you feel like a goddess or a rockstar or both at once. You don’t need a reason or an audience. The only validation you need is your own damn reflection.

Give to others, but don’t lose yourself in the process.

Share your kindness, your laughter, your weirdness. Show up for people, but remember that boundaries are sexy. You can be generous without being a doormat. The world needs your spark, not your exhaustion.

Smile—a lot. Not because someone told you to, but because you found something worth grinning about. Smile at your own jokes, at the morning sun, at the way you survived another day of this wild ride called life. Smile because you can, and because it’s your superpower.

Do all things with love, but don’t get it twisted—love isn’t just about romance. Love your friends fiercely, love your family (or the family you chose), love your hobbies, your quirks, your lazy Sundays and your wild Fridays. Love the way you mess up and get back up. Love the way you care, even when it hurts.

Don’t romanticize life so much that you forget you’re already living it. You don’t need to be swept off your feet to be swept away by the beauty of right now. You can take yourself on dates. You can buy yourself flowers. You can celebrate your own damn milestones. You are more than enough company for yourself.

Live for yourself. That doesn’t make you selfish; it makes you sane. Don’t apologize for wanting more, needing space, craving adventure, or taking up room. You were never meant to shrink yourself to fit someone else’s idea of “enough.” You are already too much, and that’s exactly right.

Be happy on your own. Find joy in the simple things: a perfect cup of coffee, a sunrise run, a song that makes you want to dance. Don’t let anyone tell you that your life is lacking just because you’re not part of a matching set. You are not a salt shaker waiting for pepper.

It isn’t any less beautiful, I promise you. In fact, it might be even more stunning—because every laugh, every tear, every wild dream is yours. You’re not living for applause or approval. You’re living for the pure, unfiltered, messy, breathtaking magic that is you.

So next time someone asks you why you’re single, smile and say, “Because I’m busy falling in love—with life, with myself, with every ridiculous, beautiful thing I get to do.” And if that’s too much for them, well, that’s their problem—not yours.

Let yourself be a masterpiece and a work in progress all at once. Grow wild and free, unapologetically. Don’t wait for permission to live big. If you want fireworks, light your own damn sky.

And if, someday, someone comes along who wants to join your adventure, let them—but don’t let them define it. You are the main event, the headliner, the whole show. Anyone else is just lucky to be in the audience.

Love yourself like your life depends on it—because, in the end, it does. Be bold, be loud, be soft, be fierce. Be exactly who you want to be, no apologies, no edits, no shrinking to fit.

The best love story you’ll ever live is the one you write for yourself. So go out there and live it—loudly, brightly, and beautifully. You are enough. You are everything. And you, my dear, are just getting started.”

-Steve De’lano Garcia

The Hidden Trauma That Holds Us Back
This book joyfully explores the hard science, societal myths, and effective communication in relationships, equipping you with the tools to live your best life.
We’re adjusting our unicorn horns and giving ourselves a generous dose of vibrant love!
Uncover the true essence of love free from compromise or societal pressures, even if past heartaches linger in your thoughts.
How can you discover an authentic love that appreciates you beyond societal norms and material desires?
Is it possible to find true happiness without a partner, and what does a genuine relationship feel like in today’s world?
If these questions resonate with you, know that you are not alone. Many individuals, including seasoned romantics, grapple with societal expectations and disappointments.

Nevertheless, love is a remarkable journey of self-discovery and empowerment. But can you experience all this while preserving your self-worth and individuality? In “Juicy Relationships: The Gaslighting Guru, Empowering You Against Manipulation & Discover Your Life’s Meaning!” you will embark on a journey that redefines love beyond superficial attractions. Grounded in rich narratives and relatable characters, you’ll explore a tapestry of connections that celebrate love in its most authentic forms.

It’s all about vibration—energy! This is how we draw things into our lives. Overcome the fear of scarcity. It’s essential to open our hearts. What you resist persists. Let go of self-doubt and embrace gratitude. Master your craft; when you’re in the flow, things feel effortless. Struggling often comes with resistance and effort. Address your patterns. Trauma can spike blood glucose levels, creating a need for control. The immune system reacts to this as a threat, leading to inflammation—it’s a protective response. Tackle toxic patterns that put stress on the body. Focus on mind management; remember, I am not my depression—it is not an illness. I know how to navigate it. Extreme trauma comes with a label, but let’s work to fix it. I am experiencing it, not defined by it. Addiction is a response, not a disease. Your mind holds more power than your brain. Acute trauma can trigger a storm in both hemispheres of the brain. While you can’t change the past, you can begin from where you are and shape a new ending.

Please be aware that the book contains explicit content and a myriad of uncomfortable truths.
Sending you love and magic! Always, Lynnie. ❤