Epiphany!

So today, while I was watching Beyonce's Year of 4 on Youtube, I had an epiphany. It was about all the loves I have had that I can not recover from that did not love me back, from Kindergarten to P. It's like I can not shake them, and I don't feel like other women struggle with romantic rejection the way that I do. Watching B dance with those two African dudes it hit me: maybe these men not loving me hurts so bad because I don't love myself as much as I think I do or as much as I would like to. So when they can't love me, after I have had the prospect in my mind of how cool it would be for them to and fill that hole, I just feel empty all over again. Ladies and gents, I think I may be on my way to becoming a functional adult.