Tired of always feeling like I had to put the work in to get the guy. I wasn’t the perfect woman, or person. I had my own share of trauma and trust issues; however, I was a catch. I was worth the chase, worth lowering his walls down to let me in.
I didn’t want to be that friend that always had something going on. I never wanted to overshadow anyone else with my problems, always needing something, never able to be the friend that could offer her shoulder because she was a damn mess.
THIS IS ME 😔
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