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💔 The Shadow That Says “No One Loves Me” — Healing the Fear of Being Unlovable

Part of the Soft Steps Through the Dark series

A woman sits alone on a bed wrapped in a blanket, holding a warm mug, bathed in gentle morning light. The mood is quiet and reflective.
In the quiet stillness, I begin to notice the voice within — and gently question if it's telling the whole truth.

There’s a shadow I’ve carried for a long time.

It whispers when I’m at my most tender.

It curls up in the quiet moments,

and says: “No one really loves you.”


Maybe you’ve heard it, too.


This isn’t a blog post with five easy steps to banish that voice. This is a slow, soft unraveling of where it comes from — and how I’m learning to meet it with love instead of shame.



🌑 Where the Wound Begins

For many of us, this shadow forms early. Maybe we didn’t feel safe expressing emotions. Maybe love came with conditions, or silence meant disconnection. We internalize the absence of care as proof of unworthiness.


“I must not be lovable.”

“I have to work really hard to earn love.”

“If they really knew me, they’d leave.”

These beliefs slip into our bodies, our bones. And unless we bring them into the light — they quietly shape everything: how we relate, who we trust, and how we treat ourselves.


🕯 How the Shadow Shows Up Now

Even if we know better intellectually, the shadow speaks in patterns:

  • Shrinking ourselves to avoid rejection

  • Distrusting praise or kindness

  • Avoiding intimacy altogether

  • People-pleasing to feel wanted

  • Feeling hollow even when we’re surrounded


This is the quiet ache of shadow — when our wounded parts are running the show beneath the surface. And we blame ourselves for feeling broken.

But we’re not broken. We’re tender. We’re trying to protect old pain.



🌿 Meeting the Shadow With Compassion

Shadow work isn’t about “fixing” yourself — it’s about witnessing yourself fully. And that includes the part of you that feels unloved.

Some ways I’m working through this gently:



An open journal rests on a soft surface beside a rose quartz crystal and a pen. Natural light and cozy textures create a peaceful, healing atmosphere.
Small rituals — a crystal, a pen, a moment of breath — become acts of remembering that I am already worthy of love.

💌 Writing to My Inner Child

“I’m so sorry you felt that way. I see you. You didn’t deserve that silence.”

These words land more deeply than I expected. Sometimes I cry. Sometimes I don’t. But I always feel a little more whole afterward.






🔁 Repeating This Truth (Until I Believe It)

I am lovable because I exist. I do not have to earn it.

Even if I don’t fully believe it yet — I’m practicing.



A softly lit mirror sits on a dresser or wall, surrounded by gentle elements like flowers or candles. The reflection is blurred, evoking a sense of introspection.
Learning to see myself with kinder eyes has become a sacred, ongoing practice.



🪞 Mirror Work

Looking into my own eyes, softly, and saying: “You are worthy of love.”

It’s awkward. It’s raw. But it’s helping.







🔮 Creating Ritual Around Love

Lighting a candle and speaking a loving truth aloud.

Wearing crystals (like Rose Quartz or Lepidolite) as reminders.

Making tea with intention: “This is a sip of self-love.”



🌕 A New Belief Takes Root


The shadow will still whisper sometimes.

But now I know I don’t have to agree with it.


I can respond with gentleness.


I can choose again.


I can stay rooted in the knowing that I am learning how to love myself — and that’s enough.


If you’ve ever felt like no one truly loves you, please know this: you’re not alone.

There is nothing wrong with you.

You are worthy of tenderness, belonging, and care — especially from yourself.


We are not broken.

We are growing.



An open journal with a pen placed on top sits near a window with a plant on the sill. Soft fairy lights glow in the background, creating a cozy and reflective atmosphere.
An open journal with a pen rests gently on a soft surface, inviting quiet reflection. A nearby window reveals a hint of greenery, while delicate fairy lights twinkle in the background, adding warmth and magic to the moment.

💗 Journal Prompts for You:

  • When did I first start believing I wasn’t lovable?

  • What was I told about love — directly or indirectly — growing up?

  • What makes me feel loved, safe, and seen today?

  • What would I say to the younger me who felt so alone?

A dreamy landscape captures the transition from night to dawn, with soft colors spreading across the sky. The scene feels hopeful and serene.
The shadows don't mean I'm lost — only that I'm still walking toward the light.

Rooted in tenderness, rewriting the story of love.

Blessed Be,

Bobbi Ann

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