Dating and being the one that gets hurt Part 2

A few days ago I realized that I forgot the most important part of dealing with getting hurt.

It's something that I didn't realize I was struggling with all summer.

I had come to terms with the fact that:
  1. Yes, there are worse things than being single for the rest of my life (p.s. a lot of people seem horrified that I would think that would happen but trust me, it's one of the most freeing/best ideas I've ever had my entire life and requires it's own blog entry) 
  2. Yes, he probably didn't want to hurt me.
  3. Yes, life happens the way it's supposed to
But I left out what I think hurts the most.

Yes, I am lovable.

Don't get me wrong, it's not like I didn't know that I have people who love and care about me because I do know that. However, I still say I was struggling because I was constantly justifying to myself that I was even like-able... but you know, I just preferred being single (to be honest though, I do love how uncomplicated my life is right now!)

It's weird because I never really cared if someone didn't like me (even as a friend) or wasn't interested in me. Or maybe I just told myself that I didn't care...

I guess those two things aren't necessarily mutually exclusive though. Like you can not care if someone's not interested in you but you can still wonder if there's something wrong with you?

Whatever it was, I still repeatedly needed reminders that would protect and validate myself. But I realize now I don't need to prove anything to myself, because that's not what love is about.

I don't care how weird, annoying, silly, dumb, immature, boring, whatever, someone says/you think you are.

You are still lovable.

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