my first love was at the age of 13. he taught me that if you are unhappy, you are not worth the effort. he taught me that the word “no” is a sin. he taught me how to keep quiet and obey, no matter how much it may hurt.
my second love was when i was 15. he taught me that open legs are better than an open mouth. he taught me that love is not an option to girls who do not give themselves away.
they taught me how to give them everything, and feel guilty for wanting anything in return.
i found love again after i was 17. she taught me that, unless you are willing to love yourself, you cannot find another person that is worth your time, as you are not worth theirs. she stopped believing in me, so that i could believe in myself.