Life is funny

Life is funny, I fall in love with men that treat me bad. I devote my entire existence to men that don’t care about who I am and I expect  more than they are capable of giving because…I don’t know why? Perhaps it’s my payback for things I’ve done in my past? Perhaps I am a poor judge of character? I’m turning 38 tomorrow and I feel I have finally given up on trying to fit the man I am with into the mold I have created in my mind as to who I think I want. I am at the point now where I am done trying to forgive, accept, suppress and I’m ready to stand up for what I want and need and what I believe in and won’t accept anything less. I deserve that. And so does he.

Happy birthday me. It’s about time you settled for nothing less than your wish.