When I was in my early teens, I dreamed of being in my 20’s. I legit daydreamed about all the things I would buy, all the boys I would kiss (listen, I was young and impressionable), and all the freedom I would have. What I didn’t take the time to truly think over was all the chaos your early 20’s can bring. Let me just tell you, the chaos smacks you in the face like sour breath during a first kiss.
We’ve all been through it babes.
Those bad breaks up from the person you thought was the man of your dreams, only to be left heartbroken and alone. I’d like to think going through that is a part of the growing process. Nevertheless, when and if this happens to you staying heartbroken forever isn’t the way to go! You’ll eventually get back out there and should start dating again.
After all, doesn’t the old saying go “best way to get over one guy is to get under another…” LOL.
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Over the past several years I’ve realized many things about myself, one of the most important ones being how independent I am. I guess you could say I’ve always had a knack for getting things done with or without the help of others. When I can help it, I rely on me. After all, we’re only humans and sometimes (most times) our first instinct is to take care of ourselves before others. However, as awesome as being independent in nature can be, it has been the downfall of a few love connections panning out. Continue Reading
Dear Almost Love,
I was so young when I met you. Like the young where I didn’t know who I was and wasn’t sure about where I belonged… young. The young where being in love was such a magical fantasy, but I knew I wanted to experience the magic, at least for a little while. I thought I’d experienced it with you. Or at least felt like I was about to.
Disclaimer. I’m just going to be honest. This is all about me being honest about my feelings. This is my truth. I don’t want to know what you were really thinking during that time or what you were playing at because it doesn’t matter. What matters is me keeping that time in my life intact for memories sake. I know now, that it was all bullshit, but hey… it was a time in my life that taught me a great deal. So in my eyes it wasn’t bullshit, in fact it was the complete opposite. It was meaningful.
What are you looking for in a man, in a partner?
Surprisingly, that’s a question my friends ask me often. I’m not sure if it’s because I’ve been single for a bit OR because they think I’m so great and know I deserve someone just as great. Hehehe.
I think it’s the latter LOL, or maybe a bit of both?
The more people have begun to ask me, the more I’ve started really thinking about my answer and what I’m really looking for. Yeah I’ve dated here and there, having my fair share of flings but nothing that would constitute being worthy of a mention.
After taking some time to think, I now know exactly what I’m looking for; someone to hold my hand.
