Tuesday, 04 January 2011
So I stuck it out and watched most of the Oprah/Portia episode. I'm glad because I look at the love she has with Ellen and it gives me hope that I'll find someone that will wholeheartedly accept who I am. All the parts. The deepest and the darkest and still think, "How can you not see yourself as an amazing creature?"
Love saves every day. For broken people (and who isn't just a little bit broken?), sometimes it's what finally makes you want to love yourself. I know they always say you must love yourself before you can love another, but sometimes it's another person's love that makes you see your worth. Not that it should be that way, but sometimes it is.
I have dated and loved men and women. And one day, I will find my Ellen, whether it be a he or a she. And all the mountains that follow that must be traversed will be just a little bit easier because someone will be by my side cheering me on.