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At 41, I shouldn’t still be sitting here wondering if I’ll ever be someone’s priority. That’s the part that hurts the most… not even the waiting, but the realization that I’ve never truly been anyone’s number one.
And if I’m being honest, that feeling didn’t just appear out of nowhere. It started before I even had a say in it—when my dad didn’t see worth in me and left when I was just 17 days old. From there, it feels like a pattern that never really broke… from family to friends to people I’ve held close, I’ve never been the one someone chose first, the one they fought for, the one they couldn’t lose.
After a while, your mind starts to go to places you don’t even want it to go… wondering if maybe there’s something wrong with you. Like somehow God made you too imperfect, too difficult, or just not enough for someone to truly see your worth.
I don’t say this for pity—I say it because it’s real. And it hurts deeper than I can even put into words.#vulnerable #unapologeticallyyourself























































































