Someone I once worked with recently said to me that I am the type of woman he wants his teen daughters to grow into. What a compliment - but also worth sharing some wisdom.
Being on your own in your late 20s is tougher than I ever thought. When you’ve had several beautiful, but wrong timing, (and also some awful) relationships, you can reach 27 and be cynical, jaded, confused and very mistrustful of anyone you meet - often resulting in pushing them away pretty quick. By this age, I know I, if not everyone, has some baggage.
It isn’t where I thought I would be at 27. In London on my own lol. I thought my last relationship was it, and coming to terms with the fact it wasn’t and some back & forth has been one of the hardest things I’ve gone through. You get to a point where you just want to feel loved. To have someone to come home to. That’s where your head can be more at by 27.
But here’s where I would give advice. You are not unlovable. You are not a failure despite failed attempts. That love you have fought so hard to give - give it to yourself. That time, that energy. Maybe then you will attract that which is worthy of staying.
I’m thinking of starting a mid to late 20s blog - I love to write and have learned a lot about life, especially in the last few years. Hopefully it will be good and also be read 😅💛🙋🏼♀️