Its been a long while since I've said those magic *I love you* words to a man. Probably longer still since I've meant them or even knew what they meant.
I've been reevaluating my life and wondering what I'm doing that keeps me in this state...some of my friends and family have been quick to point to all my "guidelines" and having my mind set on a certain course of events.
They are probably right when they say I must bend. I'm trying.
Its uncomfortable loosening those parts of my heart that I've been holding onto so tightly. Maybe I'm just afraid of more pain...
The real question, I guess, is:
Am I more afraid of spending my life alone or of finding someone to spend it with?