I use to fear being alone, especially at night.

In the last week I’ve come to find that I’m very content coming home to an empty house (aside from my animals). My heart still hurts but I’m learning so much about who I am and who I want to become. I finally see the women all of my friends and family see.

I have a routine, I have goals and most importantly I have hope for my future.
My worth will never again be measured by a man.

“No matter how good of a woman you are, you will never be good enough to a man who isn’t ready.”