I actually thought I could have the kind of life every woman wants, and the kind of life I always dreaded.
I will never again harbor thoughts of giving up my entire self just to please other people.
I learned to live with insecurities that I never even knew were there before.
I am now the bitter cynic who will always think that love only exists in the movies, and that very inaccurately.
I will always be haunted by the fear that I will never be good enough for anyone.
I will never again believe in forever.