I spent my late teens and early 20s being attracted to the wrong people who were not prepared to invest on the level I was. I looked at people who were uniquely challenging and I saw them as being worth more due to their unavailability and I assigned qualities to them that perhaps they didn't have. I thought people were out of my league or hard to get and I chased them.
I couldn't think of someone I truly loved and cared about. My family didn't raise me using words like love and caring. In fact, I didn't 'love' my dad and I probably knew I cared about my mom. I wouldn't say I loved my siblings. I could not and did not think of myself in the light of what treatment I deserved and so I accepted far less than what I deserved all the time in that time.
Yes, now I know differently about love but my foundation is what it is and it haunts me and lives in me. It is for fear of judgment that I don't write more about my reflections on my 20s. My truth is the truth of so many....one day I will write it.
Ms. Bhakti Mary
I am an optimistic, positive, generous and driven author who is passionate about self-improvement.
The essence of who you are does not lie in the past. What matters is what you are willing to do NOW. You are the presence.