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Earlier today I posted a photo to Instagram.

The first part of the photo read ” Love. We all want it, but we are all so hesitant to let ourselves feel it. Why are we so afraid?”

The second part of the photo read “It’s like once you’ve been hurt, you’re so scared to get attached again. Like you have this fear that every person you start to like is going to break your heart”

They were two separate pictures I downloaded at different times. I was going through my gallery and it seemed like one was the answer to the other. Of course that meant to examine my own fears about love lol.

I can relate. I’ve been hurt. More than once. No one wants to get hurt. I think everyone can agree that being hurt is not a good feeling. I think the last time I was hurt may be the worst for me. The straw that broke the camels back. I’m just going to sum it up and say I loved someone who did not love me. That right there was painful. When it was all said and done, I had almost given up on love. I didn’t want to experience that again. I thought “maybe I’m meant to be single”.

I woke up one day and realized that was bullshit! There is somebody out there for everybody. When I stopped feeling sorry for myself and got my shit together, I noticed there were men everywhere. It’s almost like they were jumping out of the bushes every time I turned around. And then, there was that one. He didn’t actually catch my eye, more like he caught my mind. Whoa!

Of course part of the attraction is physical, but for me, 80% of that attraction is mental. I love the way he thinks. I love how smart he is. His creativity, personality, sense of humor…all of that good shit lol.

I’ve said all this (which really wasn’t much lol) to say that once I let go and opened up a little bit, it allowed that one person in. That one person who will make you realize, there is sunshine after the rain. You just have to get up and go outside to see it.