I am ready to fall in love. I have been for about the past year.
During this last year, I’ve met two guys, thinking both of them were “the one”. Turns out, just like every other relationship in my past, the timing wasn’t right. And we all know that timing is a massive bitch.
Soon after both these relationships fell through, I found myself bitter and jaded. I hated the world and every man that existed in it. Okay, I’ll admit. I still kind of do.
I found myself losing faith in love.
After countless hours of crying over these guys and feeling sorry for myself, I decided to suck it up and move on. The first step was forgiving myself. Once I quit blaming myself for everything that had lead to the demise of these relationships, I was able to appreciate them for everything they taught me.
See, that’s the things we always seem to ignore. Every person that comes into our lives is to serve us a specific purpose. When people hurt us, we must learn from it. Then we must let them go. Not everyone is meant to stay around forever.
Turning cold and bitter is the easiest thing to do. Playing victim and hating people for hurting you is normal. Trying to hurt people back is unfortunately a part of our human nature. Wanting to give up on love is inevitable.
To gracefully move on and forgive others, that is a sign of beauty. Respecting someone’s decision instead of trying to hurt them back is a form of maturity. Believing in love again, after being completely destroyed is true strength.
It’s easy to complain about how men are such assh*les and about how all our friends have found love, yet we haven’t’. But the truth is, bitching about how much men suck isn’t going to change the fact. Sitting around mopping about being single isn’t going to change our statues either.
Instead of hating the “single lonely life”, focus on creating a life that doesn’t revolve around a man. Find love in other places and other people. Build up a life for yourself, by yourself. Most importantly, start loving yourself for everything that you are.
Trust me, I’m just as much as a hopeless romantic as it gets. I love love. Always have and always will. But I’m done trying to make finding a man the main focus of my life. I’m tired of feeling unloved and as if a part of me is missing because I have failed to do so.
Just because I haven’t found love from a significant other yet, doesn’t make me any less of a person. If anything, it was made me stronger. I’ve learned to live life on my own. I don’t need a man to be happy or take care of me. I am no longer wearing my statues of single as a shackle.
Love is love. Who that love is coming from doesn’t matter. Just because love is not coming from a lover, does not decrease its value in any way.
That’s the important thing, even though I might not have faith in people anymore, I will always believe in love. I am happy on my own and do not need to rely on others for validation. I am loved in more ways than just one.
I have faith that my time will come soon. Until then, I’m going to keep on doing me and trust the timing of my journey. I am going to fill my life with as much love as possible. I will always believe that I am loved, with or without a man in my life.