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Me Too.

My Journey to Finding My Own Worth

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I am a writer and relationship expert. So all day, every day I write about finding love. Not necessarily always moonlight and roses kind of love, but the type of love that is real. The kind that makes you feel safe, warm, and comforted. Held but also free. I write about what it looks like, what it doesn’t, how it should make you feel, and how it shouldn’t. In my time as a social worker, I spent my days(and sometimes nights) convincing people they and their families deserved better than the circumstances they were finding themselves in.

Now I convince people they deserve better than something that is happening in their love life. I advocate for them, I believe in them, but for some reason, I seemed to have forgotten about someone in all of that…myself. I had forgotten that I deserve that too.

I have not had the easiest of lives. In a lot of ways I have, but in other ways I have not. My family struggles with mental health and addictions of all sorts. I was not always treated kindly by them. I was certainly never understood by them. I was often pushed to the side, made to feel unworthy of their love or attention. It was a difficult way to grow up. As I came into adulthood, I found myself choosing romantic partners for all the wrong reasons, and it took me a very long time to learn all the lessons I had to learn in that department, although I find myself still learning them.

I found myself in a relationship, that felt a little too familiar. From the lack of consideration, to the way he talked to me, to his lifestyle choices, it all felt like I had been down that road before. Because I had. Somehow I had fallen back into an old pattern and found a partner, better suited for my past, than my future.

Because somehow in all that knowledge and experience I accumulated. I realized I had forgotten someone. Me. That little girl who was still inside me, just wanting to be loved. The one who had been told her entire life that she did not deserve that. The simplest of things, the most basic of human rights, she was told she did not deserve. And although that little girl grew up, she never really went anywhere.

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