I wonder what it feels like to be someones first I use to think this all the time b/c I was the awkward, tall, loud, blunt, a tomboy and never anyones first and then my now husband pursued me. He chose me.
I'm exhausted from trying to be stronger than I feel. I'm truly trying to forgive and let go. I'm tired of being afraid. I'm tired of crying. I know I'm enough. I just have to reiterate that dialogue internally and focus on the good.