Another ValentineвЂ™s has come and gone, and IвЂ™m left thinking about CupidвЂ™s arrow and L-O-V-E day.
This though, it was less about me spending an hour shaving and more about reflection, introspection, and a journey into the heart of self-love year.
Trust in me, IвЂ™m no specialist in the art that is fine of self-love. IвЂ™m generally speaking definitely better at self-sabotage and self-deprecation.
Backstory: I first started processing the thought of dating myself as I ended up being dealing with a major, major breakup year that is last. It had been the absolute most relationship that is defining ever been part of; it absolutely was with a man who was simply the very first individual to ever understand me- the nice, the bad, as well as the early in the morning me (yikes). It absolutely was a tumultuous, terrible, wonderful, bright, miserable, enlightening, and invigorating relationship- at one time.