When I choose to trust in my timing, I find myself confused, hurt, questioning what I'm doing in a situation in which the foundation of the relationship is not built on trust and friendship but built on sex
This love is more than the fairytale it's genuine, it's authentic and it's real. This is the love that I strive for and the love that I want to give...it's just LOVE
But I've learned that there is a difference between being lonely and being alone. Lonely is when you find yourself sending that text or responding to one that you know you shouldn't, or open up those spiritual doors that GOD had closed a long time ago just so you can feel something. Alone is knowing that you're worth more than text messages and empty nothingness, it's knowing the difference between someone who wants to really get know you and date you and someone who is still playing.
I know that many people that read the title of this blog probably turned up their face, or gave it the side-eye, but continue reading and allow me to explain.
One of the things that make me cringe is whenever I read a quote or a phrase that states "failure is not an option". I get it, I understand what the phrase is trying to say but some of the best advice that I can give you is that it's okay to fail.
Now, let me preface that nothing is wrong with Good works, they get us through life, they make us feel good and allow us to have satisfaction in life. But we need to be very careful to pay attention to when your Good works start to overpower your God works.
From "situationships" to "nothingships" to just plain old "dumbships", I've found myself in all of them and it got to the point in which I questioned if love even exists and if it does is it even for me. Maybe it's just not meant for me to have someone special in my life. Because of that thinking, I found myself callused and not really caring. I became numb based on past experiences and let that warmth and belief in who I was slowly "die" with every heartbreak. It was if a part of me left with each person I allowed into my space when they didn't deserve a seat at the table.