Sometimes I am sad about not finding romantic love but then I remember I HAVE such a special love for Taylor Swift and musicals and my friends and my small nugget cousins and whales and the beach and running and spin class etc and my heart is actually so full of love for these things that it’s bursting at all times and I don’t need a romantic love to make me feel that way and NOT everyone feels that way and I’m actually LUCKY!
It is so tiring chasing after a feeling that you’re not even sure exists. It is such a desire of my heart to find a partner to share this season of life with, and I’ve worked and worked on how I see myself and I know exactly what I want but I’m not sure that he’s out there. It feels like I’ve hiked an incredibly treacherous mountain alone and gotten to the top to realize the view is just average. I’m doing this life alone and I’m not unhappy but I can’t help but feeling like I’m missing out.
