Getting Back 2 Me

I'm feeling to such like Fantaisa right now it's not even funny. Up until yesterday I was so far gone that I couldn't even find myself. I was in love with a person that (I'm realizing for the first time) didn't love me back. At least not the way that I did. I convinced myself that he did, but he didn't. I'm not faulting him though, because a person can't help who they love and who they don't. All they can do is feel whatever it is that they feel. I blame myself, because deep down I knew. I felt it, but I just kept pushing anyway, hoping that one day he would see how good of a person I was. It never happened.

I put my ALL into a person that I knew wasn't doing the same. I was giving more than 100%, and I became really depressed when he just walked away. I couldn't understand why he didn't love me. I wasn't eating, I was barely sleeping, and whenever he wanted a peice I still ran to give it to him. I wanted a part of him. I'm embarassed. I became something that I never wanted to be in efforts to try to keep a part of him. In the end it didn't work because he had given his heart to somebody else. I couldn't have it if she already did. So I cried some more and felt depressed some more. He finally went to her and now it's time that I get back to me.

The first step is learning to truely love myself. I believe the rest will fall into place from there.