So. Long. For. Now.

“There is no better half of you. You are a perfect whole.
There is no such thing as missing pieces of a puzzle, because after all, isn’t that puzzle something you’ve worked hard to create your entire life?
And wouldn’t it be disappointing to find that someone else has what it takes to complete it?
Find yourself, complete your own puzzle.
After all, what really happens to us when we loose that theoretical “better half” or that purported “piece of the puzzle” becomes tainted, tattered or faded?
Love isn’t about completion, and I fear that so many of us aren’t willing to see that.
Love is a sensation within, deep down that doesn’t hold definition by any means.
It’s diverse for each of us. But, it is not destructive.
And if you find yourself on that echelon of destruction, an invariable state of disenchantment,
dreaming of something better but not willing to find it:
You are what is destructive and disappointing.
We hurt ourselves by letting others do so.
We create our own path of destruction by putting our every last ounce of blood, sweat and tears into something that has only grown to become comfort.
Comfort is not love.
Comfort is settling.
Love isn’t meant to hurt us, break us down to the core or take every last remaining degree of our dignity and most importantly our true self.
So many of us think we’ve found love before we’ve even found ourselves.
We blindly mold into another and forget what it was that was so significant about being just one.
Its cheesy yes, but you cannot truly love someone unless you have learned to love yourself.
Love who you are, what you are, where you come from, and everything that shapes you.
Do what you love.
Know what it is you love to do before you let someone else dictate it for you.
Find the comfort within first.
Love isn’t a better half; it’s an “extra side” in our main course of life.”

-Sarah Neu