
there are good people out there who will love you and treat you well. sometimes it just takes some trial and error to find them. every failed relationship teaches you something you needed to learn and is a step towards finding the one you’re meant to be with. keep these lessons with you, learn not to tolerate any shit, and take this time to work on yourself. the right person will find you, and probably when you least expect it
There is no lesson I’m taught. It’s just another man who didn’t think I was good enough. Who needed more. What this has taught me is that I am never enough, and I never will be enough. It’s the same thing every time and at this point I think it might just be time to throw in the towel for this realm