Reasons to Love

Zoewiezoe

I read a blog today by someone who found herself in bed with a guy who asked her what she liked about him. Only to find that she couldn’t answer the question. Not easily, or effortlessly or relatively quickly, anyway. It was an eye-opener for me. (I can’t for the life of me find the blog in question anymore in my humongous feed of over 500 followed blogs, but if it turns up, I’ll be sure to link it)

Somehow, I always consider myself to be a very negative person. I always look at the hurdles in my way more than at the opportunities. I worry about things that needn’t be worried about, and I express this worry freely. Pessimism deems my cups always half empty (or, usually, completely empty) and complaining is my go-to move in EVERYTHING. My petnames for people are usually swearwords…

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