I have spent so long thinking that love was me putting someone else's needs before my own. But I learned that I was half right- that was me loving someone. I needed someone to do the same for me. I am so used to being low on the list of priorities while I made my significant other number one on my list. Even my ex's sexual needs came before mine. I guess me giving my all was why it was so difficult for me to get over my ex. It's going to take a bit of effort for my walls to come down- I got hurt BAD. I didn't want to live with that pain for a while. But then I decided to work on myself. Because I needed to love myself first. Then my man came along, and I've honestly been the happiest I've ever been in almost 2 years; he's been showing me what being treated right really looks like and it's an indescribable feeling. I know that it's so beautiful it makes one cry.
