Is it bad that I feel like I have accepted that I can't and won't be loved? I feel like what ever scrapes of it I can find in any form is all I'll get and I should be happy enough with ut.

I have spent so much of my life settling, or letting myself be convenient. I have spent so much time gobbling up every ounce of positive attention out of fear that I might not ever get any more.

But the little voice that tells you that? It’s lying. You are worthy of love, and you will be loved, and you are doing yourself a disservice when you settle for less than you want and less than you deserve.

I know it’s hard feeling like you aren’t loved, but trust me when I say that not being loved ENOUGH? Hurts so much worse. Don’t fall into that trap. I’ve spent enough years there for the both of us.