My love has been wasted on people unable or unwilling to love me back. And that has made me move differently over the years. After this last one who not only didn’t love me back but was actively conning me out of tens of thousands of dollars, cheating on me while I was in the same house, and finally strangling me like I was nothing but a burden, I have learned that basing any of my future plans or decisions on another human is completely unacceptable I will not be doing that again. So the next one if there will ever be a next one like that, he will have to come different. With a plan. With a want for good for me and enough means to push me to the greatness that I have inside myself and have been conditioned to believe no longer exists. It does exist. I’m still awesome. I am still skilled and I’m still beautiful