A lady I will be, but a man's accessory, his handbag, no thank you. I will not be someone's ornament. I will not just be someone's honey, baby, sweetheart.

Maybe we all just wanted someone to believe in. That's all each of us wanted, and it should be so simple, but it never was simple.

It made me wonder how many times we forgive just because we don't want to lose someone, even if they don't deserve our forgiveness.

The hurt affects your ability to go forward.

But, finally, I had to open my eyes. I had to stop keeping secrets. The truth, thankfully, is insistent. What I saw then made action necessary. I had to see people for who they were. I had to understand why I made the choices I did. Why I had given them my loyalty. I had to make changed. I had to stop allowing love to be dangerous. I had to learn how to protect myself. But first… I had to look

... But then again, a person could turn ugly. Their actual look could change when their actions were repulsive.

Just because it turned out bad, doesn’t mean it wasn’t meant.