When we first met, I wasn’t aware that while I was looking for a place to call home, you were looking for an escape.

Home is a place of peace, and tranquility, laughter, flowers blooming and love. Your vision was to grab onto someone that you could break down in order to feel better about whom you had become. Your escape was darkness and self-pity and judgment. Sometimes we don’t see what we have until it’s over; that is true for the good and the bad.

I feel bad for you because you’re still looking for darkness. Your goal is to break others so that you can look into that mirror and like what you see. I don’t hate you. I’m not even mad. I’m not even sad anymore. I’m grateful to you for what you taught me about myself. I’m grateful that you reminded me of what still lives within me. I have a heart and it’s huge. It’s ready for someone to grab on to and treasure. I have this amazing abundance of joy and love and I am willing to share myself with someone that can give me the same and I will accept nothing less from this day forward. You showed up in my life to remind me that I am still capable of love.

You said that I was broken. You are so wrong….

The most ironic part is that you never thought that I was good enough, worthy enough, or capable enough, however, you are the one that taught me that I am. I had to become my own hero.

Maybe one day you’ll start looking for your home and quit tearing down others to build yourself up.

JMS