I am a hard worker. A hard lover. A hard carer. And apparently, a word maker-upper.
I fight hard for what I love and believe in. I sacrifice without a second thought whenever need be. I give myself away daily. And happily so.
Lately, I feel empty. Usually I can shove those feelings down and have become so dang good at finding the silver lining and truly being content exactly where I am at.
I have little conversations with myself and little pick me up pep talks almost daily to keep a positive attitude and a smile on my face.
I am not sure what it is these last few weeks but I keep finding myself down. Near tears. Often.
Although life is hard in so many areas right now, I find the most sadness in being alone these days. This used to not bother me. I mean, I love love. I am definitely not your man hater kinda gal. I had just gotten good at drawing near to God and not needing companionship until it was my time.
I don't know if I am farther from God or just moving into a new phase in life where the missing piece is becoming painfully evident.
I want to be at peace with being alone. But then again, God has created us for relationship. To need one another. I just feel caught in the middle. Not sure how I should feel or what I should do.
Mostly it hurts because I crave someone to think I am worth their time. Worth their love. And possibly even worth their sacrifice in some ways. I have never had that. At least not in truth anyway.
I know what God says I am. Beautiful. His daughter. Precious. Perfect. But, the harsh truth is, a lot of that gets wrapped up in the men who walk out of your life way too easily. Leaving you feeling less than desirable. Forget about needed. How is it possible to not feel slightly chipped away at?
Each time I feel my heart has been misused I swear to myself I am going to change. To be less trusting and just build a huge protective wall and hide. But I don't want to change my inclination to see the best in people. I like that I can see potential in others that they can't even recognize. It's just not such a great quality in the dating world.
What is even more frustrating are the compliments. Please don't be offended by this...and honestly...please don't stop the compliments! But when people tell me how "remarkable" or "strong" or "brave" or "compassionate" or inspirational" I am...I smile and say thank you.... but my inner me is roller her eyes. How can it be that am sooooooo great....and yet still soooooooo alone.
Oh boy, this is sounding so pathetic. Oh well, bring it on. If we can't be honest and admit we have all had a version of these feelings at some point in our lives...well, then this is definitely not the blog for you! We accept all forms of pathetic and ugly!
I know I shouldn't wrap all of my worth in the hopes of someone loving me. And I don't. But I'd be a total liar if I said it's just all bunnies and rainbows over here in brokenheartsville!
I'm a little sad to admit that I don't whole heartedly believe that there is that man out there for me. One of the best things a girlfriend ever said to me was "It's ok if you don't believe. I'll pick up your mat and carry it for you. I believe." That was powerful.
I have grown used to men who put on such a beautiful, strong, Godly front. And then either one of two things happen...1. They turn out to be a total fraud. or 2. You put a challenge in front of them that the kind of man you want would rise to...and they bolt. In search of something easier and more shallow. I'm getting tired of wussy boys. What happened to integrity, strength and honesty?!
Seriously now, Where Have All The Cowboys Gone?
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oh, and ladies...you're welcome for the lovely visual aid. ;-)
