The art of falling is something completely magical. It’s so amazing that you can meet people who change the way you view the whole structure of your life.
You can go from being a single woman to a woman in a committed relationship in the blink of an eye.
The fall is almost too quick. You realize very soon if someone is worth your time or not.
Well, most of the time.
Because sometimes you don’t figure out someone isn’t as good of a person as they seem until its too late.
I realized I always fall for guys who are toxic, who will break me before they ever make me better.
You know, the guys that love themselves more than they’ll ever love a girl.
I know exactly why I do it and fall for all these guys who’ll never be good for me: I want to fix people and make them better. Some part of me thinks I can make the douche a keeper.
But I can’t, I never will. So I just need to stop.
All this time, I should have been holding back and saving myself for the guy that really, truly cares about me.
He’ll be the guy who treats me like a queen, the guy who helps me fall in love not only with him, but with myself all over again.
That’s the difference of dating a douche and dating a keeper—the douche can never build you up. They’re literally a wrecking ball.
So crushing on and dating a long string of jerk wads had brought me to a low place. I almost didn’t see my worth any more.
Because that is what those toxic men do to any girl, no matter how strong.
I’m letting that destruction go. I will not be defined by the guys who don’t know how to treat a woman.
Even if I have to wait until I’m on my death bed (jk, I’d prefer not to have to wait THAT long), I’ll hold out for this amazing guy I know is out there.
Until then, I’m saying peace out to all the douche-canoes. You have no place in my life any more.
I’m holding out for my keeper.