These scars do not diminish my worth. These scars are not unattractive, deal-breaking pieces of baggage. These scars do not make me a bad partner. These scars are not a reason to stay away.
They have “don’t know what they got ’til it’s gone syndrome”.
Are we simply just wired to want what we can’t have?
Foolishly I spent my twenties haphazardly giving my love and assistance to the wrong people.
They don’t want love, they want attention.
I begin to scream inside my head about how much I don’t care what you have to say.
Is it possible this word is being used a little too much?
You never have to compete with anyone – and a healthy partner would never want anyone who they truly love and cherish to feel like they’re competing with anybody anyway.
I love myself. Truly and always, I love myself. And for the first time in a long time, I am putting myself first.
“They’re never the source of all the ‘drama’ in their life.”