Never ever fall in love with potential.

It’s taken me so long to figure out that just because a man has the potential to be a great man it does not mean he is or will ever be a great man. We are who we are and without the internal drive to be better, to do better, to learn and grow, then we simply won’t. In my experience there are a lot of people who don’t want to do the work.

I have always feared abandonment. I’ve always feared that if I brought my whole self to the table, I would be rejected. I would be shunned. Left once again, to my own devices. It has taken me forty years to not reject these parts of myself. Forty years to get to the point where I can look myself in the mirror on a bad day and declare that I am still worth looking after. That I am loveable. That I am worth loving even if I look like a mess. Even if I can’t stop crying. Even if I’m not ok. Even if the loneliness bird has laid a thousand eggs of stone in my chest. I am worth loving.