No One Loves Me and That's Okay

There's a recording that plays over and over in my head: "No one loves me. and no one ever will." I have been trying to re-program my mental script, and part of that involves examining these thoughts. Is it really true that no one loves me? Why don't I have a boyfriend? Is it just because I'm overweight and too busy working and being a mom, or is there more to it?

One day I realized that there actually are guys who love me. I've turned down a couple of them, including my former HS boyfriend who routinely posts embarrassingly flattering comments on my Facebook posts. So it's not that no one loves me... it's that I don't love anyone. Wow!!! When I owned that, it was totally freeing.

No One Loves Me and That's Okay

When I really sat down and thought about it, I realized that for a variety of reasons I don't want anyone in my life right now. It would be so much work and I would feel an obligation to them which would crush me in light of my other current responsibilities. I don't want to let someone else down, especially after I saw OlderandWiser's Take about the woman he recently broke up with: I Closed A Chapter In My Life. I can really relate to this woman, who found herself unable to open up after being hurt deeply.

Last night I was at a bar and ran into a guy I know, who proceeded to give me a long lecture about how I should wear more revealing tops and have more confidence. He said, "I'm old and not in shape, but in my head, every woman in this room wants to sleep with me." I laughed and said, "Yeah, I know!"

The thing is, maybe revealing clothes would get me laid, but it won't change how I feel deep down. One day maybe I'll slog through the dating swamp again, but for now I don't need to go bar-hopping with the girlfriend who constantly tries to find guys and then tells me all her crazy stories about her encounters.

No One Loves Me and That's Okay

I'm learning to love my body. I'm learning to accept that my chin sags where it didn't before and there are lines around my neck. I still use firming cream, don't get me wrong, but I'm now looking at my appearance of middle age as one of accomplishment.

Hell, yes, I survived college and career and childbirth and marriage!

Hell, yes, I'm a mom and I take my son to the World of Harry Potter and to Star Wars Celebration! and we went to midnight showings of all the Hobbit movies because I love that stuff as much as he does (maybe more)

Hell, yes, I go out and dance like crazy BY MYSELF because I CAN

Hell, yes, I've got fat and I stress eat, but it's my body and in time I'll learn to overcome it but for now I'm just learning to love me for who I am

Even if I NEVER have a good relationship and am NEVER loved romantically again, I can still have a satisfying life. At one time the thought of being alone forever ate me alive, but now it's okay.

Disclaimer: I'll never be ALONE alone because my mom will need my help soon, and I'll move down to Florida to take care of her with the old people but I've even come to accept that. Once you give up your expectations and learn to take life as it comes ... which was an excruciatingly difficult place to reach... you find peace.

No One Loves Me and That's Okay
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