Redemption road

I was 13 when I met "the one". I liked this guy for the next 6 years of my life. Didn't end up good. Couple months later, I had my first "real boyfriend", also didn't work. I had a couple more relationships after during school. Not them either. I met the guy that I married, well, he must certainly have been the one, and you know what, maybe he was. Aside from the fact that it, also, didn't work, it did… for a little while.

My biggest mistake has always been relying my own happiness on other people, falling in love over and over again. Breaking myself into pieces so small, that what was left was so indiscernible.

It's been almost 2 years since the last time I was in a relationship. It took me a while to understand that I needed to fall in love with myself first. I'm at this point where I don't see myself with anyone, ever. I don't like being tied to a person. I barely like being tied to myself.

I've learned that happiness isn't permanent. It's a constant chase, a hide and seek, and then you have it, for maybe some seconds, minutes, even longer. It will go away. It's not meant to last. Then we just search again.

For us blessed, lucky, extraordinaire human beings, who actually have food, running water and even some money to spend, we start trying to find this mini-Nirvana in happiness.

I have found love in myself, in my kitty cats, who are also the loves of my life, my family and my friends. Thank you for sticking around.

For more happiness ❤

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