So I’m 99.9% sure that I’m going to end up alone in this world and it’s going to be my own frickin’ fault.
Do you ever get that feeling?
That you are just too hard to love? Too hard to live with? Too hard to be around?
I just spent a few hours with a couple of women I really love. And who I know, for sure, really love me. I know this without a doubt.
And at the same time, in the space of a few hours, it was mentioned – more than a few times – that I have issues. (Ummm…hello?! Have we MET?! We are all well aware, sisters…)