Sometimes I’m sad and lonely down to the very soles of my feet. I’m unlovable and will never have anyone who truly wants to share my life and have me share his in the same way.
I’m blessed with truly wonderful parents, a fabulous brother and great extended family. But this is a collection of people who never had a choice in knowing me or, by some definitions, loving me in a way.
I want someone I look forward to sharing things with. Who cherishes me with my gifts and my many flaws. Who complements my idiosyncrasies and once in a while, is willing to help carry the weight that I feel resting on my shoulders.
When I was younger I was confident in the ‘happily-ever-after.’ Now I’m not sure. This might be all there is. And I don’t especially like it most of the time.