easy to accept the bare minimum when it becomes the narrative of our personal story. I was so busy searching for someone to make me whole that I lost the ability to build trust in not only my voice, but also my
convinced myself that love didn’t love me and that I would be alone. I didn’t feel worthy of love because, deep down, loving my entire self felt like a task I couldn’t quite complete.
Finding a partner to do life with was also something I dreamed of. I’d grown to understand that finding a partner required unyielding and self-sustaining love for myself.
There have been plenty of moments where it feels smoother and safer not to address the things that break me down. But it has been in the breaking where I’ve discovered my belonging.
