I began to crave people who desperately needed me. If they needed me then that meant I had a purpose to live. It was a fulfilling feeling to be so worthy to someone when I felt so worthless myself. If I wasn’t need then, who was I and why am I here?
It’s desperately trying to stay afloat in the middle of an ocean as each wave takes you down. It’s trying to scream for help in a nightmare, but all that’s coming out is silence. It’s being trapped in your own body where nothing really makes sense.
Believe me when I say that there is a huge difference between being desired and being valued. The guy who calls you at midnight every Friday night like clockwork does not value you, so stop answering.
Time has taken its sweet time with you enduring the heartache, disappointment, and confusion, but you’re making it. This fear you had of being alone is feeling like a distant memory.
I think now is the time you need to ask yourself why you’re looking so hard to find someone. What void are you trying to fill?
Happiness means some heartbreak, light means some darkness, and good means some bad, but your journey isn’t over.
Do not question your appearance to gain acceptance from another person. Do not allow anyone to make you feel as though you have to do that. If he doesn’t recognize your worth, then he’s not someone worth fighting for.
Going to bed each night didn’t mean being wrapped in his arms anymore, it meant being wrapped in the emptiness of your heart; it meant suffocating in the brokenness.
I know my own worth now. I am learning how to live without you, even though sometimes I don’t want to, but I am trusting God’s path.