So, I remained silent for over thirty years burying the truth deep inside of me causing a deep−rooted pain to grow till one day it caught up with me. I had allowed myself to be ‘broken’ for many years with a raw wound that was clearly visible for the world to see but nobody could heal. I kept trying to fix the void or fill the emptiness within me but alas I could not. I kept yearning for love thinking that was what was needed but I hadn’t realised that self−love was what I needed, and it began with me first…and nobody else. But that would be something I would potentially master years
later into adulthood.
I had waited a long time in my lifetime to get married. I wasn’t afraid of marriage to say the least; let’s just say I was rather picky!