I put my heart out there. I was my most awkward honest and loving self. And it wasn’t enough. And that hurts, when you show somebody your raw side and they don’t see anything they want, anything they’re interested in.
It’s really hard for me (because of my anxiety and my insecurities and my past and my lack of free-time and my fear of rejection and the fact that I am human) to open up to someone new, but I did it. And it didn’t work out. And I have to stop looking at that as a failure.
It’s not a failure.
It’s a huge success; I was courageous. And I was true to myself. I went after something I wanted and I put it all out on the table. I was very brave.
But the bottom line is this: I don’t want to have to convince someone that I’m worth their time.
