There I was enjoying a nice cold can of aspartame on John Street with @g.medinaa when all of a sudden… this happened. “Mom”!? Nah… that ain’t me. #CocaCola (at Much Music)
at Whitchurch-Stouffville, Ontario
I am finally taking off my rose-coloured glasses
I am finally realizing that B could not possibly be my one and only because the dedication and commitment that goes into a healthy relationship was not reciprocated equally; not even close to equally. No more excuses. I know now that because I put my all into making us work — literally everything I had for 347 days: time, love, money, loyalty, you name it — and I literally have nothing to show for it except delusional, contorted memories; literally nothing else.
I partially felt like because I gave this my all (100% committed, to a fault) that there was nothing more I could ever give anyone else… like ever — dramatic, I know. But he is simply my first love; someone whom I was ready to change my life for, become a step mom of five for, and put most everything aside for.
He is not the only man who will ever love me. And he is not the only man who will ever find me attractive. I love myself enough to know that I deserve a lot for what I give, have given and continue to give, and the people I hold dearest in my life treat me that way so why shouldn’t my significant other?
Happy Labour Day, everyone! Relax, enjoy it with the ones you love and really appreciate yourself and all that you do for those around you.
"Don’t be a woman that needs a man; be a woman a man needs."