Every man has a woman who loves him.
If he finds her in this lifetime,
He will know.
I've admitted before that I don't believe in soulmates.
There are many great people out there, each with a diverse allotment of facets, yet only a select few of those people carry the right set of traits to enable them to withstand spending an extended amount of time with you.
And then there are situational variables that limit the plausibility of a successful relationship with those people even further.
If our fates were just tied to another human being from day one, wouldn't we be missing out on the grand adventure of self discovery?
Wouldn't that yoke be severely limiting to the possible direction and distance of our personal growth?
As if there was a detailed blueprint drawn out for us that prohibited our own autonomy?
Alright I'm veering off the track.
My apologies.
My point is that as you stumble through life, figuring out who you really are, you will start to become more and more transparent, more genuine.
More you.
And one day, someone will see you for that.
They will appreciate that you are you.
That out of all the possible outcomes, you are who you decided to be.
And they will love you for it.
The more honest you are about who you are, the more sure you can be that it is actually you that they love.
No games, no manipulation, no gaslighting.
If they didn't love you, you wouldn't have to ask.
And when they do, you will know.
