Jan 31, 2009 03:24
The need to be loved is covered with a difficulty in letting people love me.
I'm working on that one.
She stopped saying "I love you." I know why, I guess I pictured it differently. Either way, it's all good.
-she- finally gave up on me. I guess she realized I wasn't changing for her needs, but only for my own. I'm so stubborn sometimes.
What a sorry substitution for real love. I wonder if I'll ever get that again. I need to stop being so picky, and let people love me; allow people to love me.
I'm going to be a teacher, an instructor.
What a beautiful life this has been.