I feel like an old lady when I see all the lesbian posts. I feel like the things I love or my expectations or the kind of life I want to have is so different from all of you! And thinking if someone is going to match me is so suffocating, until I remember I have myself. I can give myself the life I want. If someone join me someday, they'll have to bring something to this beautiful life I created. Not break it. They are not allowed to step into my peace, my rhythm, my happiness, my stability, my security. They have to prove to me that I can trust them. They have to be patient. They have to love me. They have to let me love them. I am not an easy woman. I struggle, but I learn. I trust over and over again. I do therapy, I grow, I compromise. I get curious about my partner's wounds, and I take care of them. I am present. But I do deserve the same. So, I am creating this beautiful and stable life for me.
