The worst thing I’ve ever been told was, “I’m not attracted to you. I haven’t been in a long time. And I don’t think I ever can be again.”
I was broken for a while. How does one believe in love, when the person who you had been with for two decades… the person who was supposed to love you forever… tells you they don’t love you anymore‽
I am finally in a place where I am starting to believe in love again. At the very least, I love myself for the first time in my life. And my heart is open to the possibility of loving and being loved once more.




