Truth is I am lonely. I am reaching out to the world right now, hoping that a little writing will make me feel better. Truth is if I was very happy right now, I wouldn't be writing because I'd be too busy living.
That's right. I don't have much of a life at the moment. You guessed it: I'm single, and yes, I miss my ex. What a loser? Wow don't be too quick at judging. Hear me out first, then we'll see.
I'm a 29 year-old woman on therapy for childhood sexual abuse. I am learning that life can be better and happier. I am learning to love myself day by day.
My mind is all over the place today, so pardon me for not making much sense. I don't know where to start. I promise to be honest. My life is not a model life, but I try to be a good person. Yeah I know, I sound pretty boring so far.
I'd love to find love again, it's so funny. All the therapysts I've had describe me as a lovable person. A good person who deserves good things. And I do get asked out. I just don't fancy the guys who want to go out with me. Yes, that's right, it's partly because I miss my last boyfriend. I'm lovesick. I dream of him calling me again or trying to find me again and apologizing for how he treated me.
I know, I know, that's never going to happen. He's probably moved on by now and doesn't even remember my name. Yeah, I'm not doing a very good job at proving I may not be a loser. Anyway, as you can see I am scared to death of being hurt again. And fear is the mother of not moving on.
I will stop right here because my mind is moving faster than my typing fingers. I am beautiful in my own way. I am beautiful no matter what you say.
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