Self respect comes in many forms, not limited at all, and can be very individualized, person to person, situation to situation. In my case, it’s strange to think about. If I want to find love or be loved fully, the way it is in my heart, apparently, life doesn’t want to show me what love is, but what it isn’t, first. Why exactly? Why does it need to be that way? Not for everyone, I’m sure, we all have different lessons. I don’t think I have blinders on and at ‘x’ amount of time I will magically see love for what it is and it will burst inside of me feeling yummy and wonderful inside, who knows. I don’t like to believe “life”/”the universe” is that vindictive or joker like. That’s just not how I want to view life; in a childish manner where you must learn x,y,z for x,y,z to happen. I think that is narrow minded and society talking, keeping us all  ...