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One day I hope to find a love that overcomes the tests of society.
It’s amazing how struggle, heartbreak and life’s unstoppable traumas can humble you.
In a way, I believe that if my situation was different, I would not have had this outlook on love.
It’s hard to find a companion who doesn’t judge your circumstances based on the chapter they’ve walked in on.
If you’d ask me a few years ago, while I was in high school, what type of guy I’d want to date, my answer would be the complete opposite of what it is today.
If my failed relationships taught me anything it is that I never truly loved myself the way I deserved to be loved.
I was seeking the things that pleased my eye, instead of the things that pleased my heart.
I was trying to be someone who I wasn’t and deep inside there was a part of me that knew it.
It was like I was at war with myself.
There was an internal battle going within myself.
I allowed people who didn’t love themselves to enter my life romantically.
So I hoped that they would love me, but they never really could.
How on earth do you keep someone happy who doesn’t even know themselves?
The more of myself I gave, the more they expected and the more they expected, the more lost I became.
I could no longer recognize myself physically, because the way I felt inside started showing on the outside.
But I stayed in the hope that someone could love the broken woman that was hiding in the shadow of someone else.
Our inner selves usually know when something is toxic, unhealthy and dysfunctional – don’t ignore it.