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Ongoing, First published Jun 06
i used to think love was everything-that if someone wanted me badly enough, it had to mean something real. but somewhere between the late-night calls, the broken promises, and the men who played the victim better than they ever played the part of a lover, i started to see the pattern.

many people who pursued me only to fall in love with the idea of me, not the reality. from a young age i got blinded by love..mistaking attention for affection, intensity for honesty. and each time i gave more of myself away only to be left with the blame when things fell apart.

this isn't a story about finding "the one"
it's a story about learning to see clearly. about choosing myself after years of being chosen for the wrong reasons. it's about all the ways i've been loved badly and how i'm finally learning to stop calling it love at all.
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