He didn't put up with BS.
My partner doesn't either. Be real or it's not going to work.
I've learned that being who I am with all my human faults and the beautiful being inside me is the greatest adventure I could possibly be a part of.
Why miss it by slapping a label on myself or try to prove my worth by being someone I am not.
Today. My partner and I are running errands.
Gone are the days of makeup, restrictive diets to lose weight so I can look sexy, trendy clothes and false conversations stroking my ego to try to make myself feel worthy.
I'm just me.
Feeling the warm breeze, getting totally excited seeing a burst of flowers that look like fireworks, searching out my window taking in as much life as I can.