Loving myself has always been my hardest battle. I've always given my love away too easily in hopes of being loved enough to make up for it, but I know now that isn't the answer. Never again. Isn't this the damn truth
It is such a lonely feeling when someone you care about becomes a stranger. A loneliness that is magnified when you loved that person so much you couldn't imagine a day without them in it.Now we are strangers😔.
I would change this: I am not sorry for caring, for trying, or for any of it at all; although, now that I sit back and think about it, I am sorry it took all of this for me to learn such a large lesson.