I Loved Myself Here

A story of the bruised but not broken

Kids, My Family, My Feelings, My Friends, Health and Daily Living, Social Issues, Fiction & Literature, Essays & Letters
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Author: Danielle Flewelling ISBN: 1230000842792
Publisher: Danielle Flewelling Publication: December 10, 2015
Imprint: Language: English
Author: Danielle Flewelling
ISBN: 1230000842792
Publisher: Danielle Flewelling
Publication: December 10, 2015
Imprint:
Language: English

My heart has been hurting since I was a teenage girl. I would allow myself to be in relationships while living in constant fear the entire time that I wasn't good enough. I inherited the habit of wearing my heart on my sleeve. I ended up dragging that with me into my future relationships, where I would torture myself trying to please another man. It took me a year to force myself into refusing to invest in another human being romantically. I made the immediate decision to learn how to love every aspect of myself and experiencing life and all of it's beauty on my lonesome. With what felt like a useless journalism degree, this book was not only a therapeutic release for myself but what felt like something that could be relatable, considering the feedback I was already getting with a blog where I posted similar things. This book is my journey, these stories are real. No names are included because no matter what has happened in the past, these people were apart of my life whether I like it or not, and that doesn't give me the right to publicly open fire at anyone. My hopes are that with reading this, you will find a light that leads you to believe that you will never be alone, no matter the situation.

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My heart has been hurting since I was a teenage girl. I would allow myself to be in relationships while living in constant fear the entire time that I wasn't good enough. I inherited the habit of wearing my heart on my sleeve. I ended up dragging that with me into my future relationships, where I would torture myself trying to please another man. It took me a year to force myself into refusing to invest in another human being romantically. I made the immediate decision to learn how to love every aspect of myself and experiencing life and all of it's beauty on my lonesome. With what felt like a useless journalism degree, this book was not only a therapeutic release for myself but what felt like something that could be relatable, considering the feedback I was already getting with a blog where I posted similar things. This book is my journey, these stories are real. No names are included because no matter what has happened in the past, these people were apart of my life whether I like it or not, and that doesn't give me the right to publicly open fire at anyone. My hopes are that with reading this, you will find a light that leads you to believe that you will never be alone, no matter the situation.

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