It’s funny when I get hateful and mean messages, obviously from males. Telling me I’m a stupid typical female because of my past with my ex, the pictures, I take, and my now new boyfriend. I don’t put my whole life out there for the world to know. I reveal bits and pieces, little snapshots, and pictures of myself when I feel strong, proud and confident. I don’t need anyone’s approval, I appreciate compliments, but I’m not starved for attention.
I had a long tumultuous relationship with a man who I thought I loved and was going to spend the rest of my life with, when he ended it I was lost. I was in such a place I had no clue what to do. I was spun in so many circles I couldn’t figure which way to go.
I finally started feeling myself again 2 months after I was dumped, I started hanging out with friends, doing things for myself, focusing on my happiness before anyone else. Which I should’ve been doing all along.
After talking to a friend, him telling me I have to get out there, go on dates and live life, I started taking more chances than I would normally. I stepped out of my comfort zone spoke up to a guy who I thought was handsome and when he reacted by asking me to have coffee with him. That day changed my life forever, because I had coffee with my future, my everything. All that I had ever wanted sat across from me at Starbucks talking my ear off. We have been inseparable since then. We said I love you the third day we hung out. He moved in after three weeks. You don’t know what love is if you can’t see where I’m coming from. You just don’t understand until it happens to you. I thought I did, I thought I knew what love was. But there’s a difference between being in love with someone and loving someone. Until you find your soul mate, your other half, the love of your life, you won’t understand.
Don’t call me a stupid typical girl for being hurt, to loving myself, living my life, to finding my soul mate. And if you find it still necessary to call me such, at least have the balls enough to not be anonymous.