Girl, Interrupted

love ləv/ noun 1 . an intense feeling of deep affection. "babies fill parents with intense feelings of love" 2 . a person or thing that one loves. "she was  the love of his life " verb 1 . feel a deep romantic or sexual attachment to (someone). "do you love me?" This is how the dictionary defines love. A feeling an attraction, but is that what love is to everyone? Can it be more? Is it more? Everyone thinks of love differently while some aren't even able to find the words to describe it at all. To some, it's just such an intense and overwhelming feeling that no amount of words would be able to do it the slightest bit of justice.  Love is one of those things I've felt more than words can describe, but I see love in things. That's the way I describe it more than anything. Love is feelings and actions. Love is vulnerability. Love is compassion and forgiveness. Love is free of judg...

People come in and out of my life all the time. You’d think that at this point I’d be used to it all. Sadly, I’m not. I always hold the people I meet closer to my heart than need be. I get so attached to them that when they betray me or my trust it’s like a stone being thrown at my bare heart. One of the most painful feelings in the world. They’ve abandoned me. Like many people before them and, in my head, many people after them will. That’s a feeling that I can’t take. It’s like I NEED to know why. I need to know why they left. I need them to tell me. I need them to come back and explain to me what I did wrong. I need them to explain to me why I wasn’t good enough for them to stick around. What was wrong with me? Why doesn’t anyone love me? Why doesn’t anyone stay? I’ve spent so many years of my life feeling as though I’m inadequate. Too many years to be exact. It’s as though I’ve always been some sort of defective that people seem to be able to see on my face. Is it written on m...