I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t a little jealous of people who find “their person” early on. I love being single and focusing on myself, but I’m a hopeless romantic. It’d be nice to go on cute dates, travel, cuddle, spend the holidays together, and grow old with someone.
You promised yourself you was going to move different this year. Don’t forget that. Don’t let old habits, old situations, or old patterns pull you back into the same stuff you said you was done with. Stay locked in on what you said you wanted and stand on it.
As independent as I am, I love to be babied 🥺. Acts of service are how I feel loved. I don’t care about money. Just lighten my load. I’m too prideful to ask for help 😭 but when you take the initiative to take things off my plate, I know you really see me 🩷.