For those of us who have been traumatized greatly by the people who were supposed to love us, dating isn’t easy.

It’s hard to feel safe and secure and worthy of being loved correctly.

How do we find it? Well, I guess we just have to hope to get lucky.

What happens when it slips through our fingers?

I’m still working on that one.

Because I had that feeling, where things finally felt right. They felt real and lasting.

Then, out of nowhere, I was dropped due to a panic on their part. A panic of being unsure about what was wanted in other aspects of life.

Fair….

As I have respected the boundaries and space, I feel lost. Even more so than before. Like I can’t seem to detach from those feelings as well as the feeling of rejection.

Why would the universe be so cruel? To give someone like me a peak at what a healthy relationship would look like, just to rip it away?

I’ve tried to move on, forget what I felt….what I feel, but it’s difficult. Because I don’t often develop feelings like that, I don’t often feel safe, and I’m afraid I’ll never have that again in a lasting sense.

Like Leona Lewis said, “You cut me open and I keep bleeding”

So what are we to do?

Maybe someday I’ll be able to return with an answer.