*For the next 20 days, I am challenging myself to write 20 posts on self-reflection, etc. Times are stressful and it’s easy to lose sight of ourselves and what/who we want to be and achieve. Brave enough to participate? Just follow along and send me your posts via the comments, a pingback, Twitter or Facebook. 🙂
I’ll never forget it. It’s been a decade, but it feels like yesterday.
10 years ago this week, I gave a letter to a boy I had a crush on in high school. Yes, I was that girl. But I was shy and, as usual, writing was my only way of expressing myself clearly. I remember agonizing over what I was going to write, but once I let down my guard, I was uninhibited.
Unfortunately, this boy wasn’t the man I thought he was and a “we” was never formed. I wasn’t exactly the self-confident type back then, so his half-assed rejection hit me harder than I ever thought. Pain demanded to be felt for me as a teen. Gosh, what a mess I was.
But…I’m still that girl inside. No, not the mess (well, sometimes) but the hopeless romantic type who secretly wishes, despite how jaded I can be, that true love does exist somewhere out there. It may not have happened for me when I was 16 (because life isn’t a Disney movie and I’m not a mermaid) but it can happen at 26. A decade later, I’m twice the person I was but it’s not possible for me to love any less now that I’m grown.
Take this as a lesson that love always burns bright, no matter how many times you’ve fallen.
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