Why do I continue to allow people to upset me, make me feel inferior? I am a smart, funny, beautiful person, yet I am constantly doubting myself because.......well,because of you.
Guess what?
I'm done.
Done doubting myself
Done feeling unwanted
Done begging for acknowledgement
Done being ashamed of my accomplishments
Done wanting more.
I'm done.
Tonight, while I drink glass after glass of Shiraz alone and watch Diners, Drive-Ins and Dives, it's not you I'm thinking of. It's him. I want him here with me now. Because he makes me feel..
...like me.
Which isn't a bad thing.
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