Beauty and her Walls

Last night I had a conversation that went something like this:

Me: Hi boyfriend!

Him: Hi beauty! {actually it was “kid” but beauty sounds way better}

<< Insert random cute chit chat >>

Him: You’re a heartbreaker.

Me: Oui.

Him: Trust is hardball with you. Why the walls?

<< Insert heavy discussion >>

<< And more >>

<< And more >>


Earlier this year I blogged on men, relationships and trust. Two to Tango was the topic… and I touched on dating, emotional baggage, crazy women, crazy men and moving on. It generally takes me a long time to write each post — and that one took me an exceptionally long time. It was an opportunity to reflect on my past relationships, learn from the past and close a chapter. Reflecting and writing is how I move forward.

This guy {who isn’t actually my boyfriend by the way} pegged me exactly right. He saw right through my texts and right into my heart. He read my mind and called me out on my shit {which by the way… that’s super refreshing}. In a few sentences, I downloaded my baggage {call it whatever you want, it’s still baggage}… promised him I wasn’t actually crazy… and hoped for the best.

If I trust you, I’ll tell you anything. I’ll tell you the good, the bad, the awesome and the overwhelming.

Everyone has history. Everyone has baggage. Everyone has that thing that sticks with them.

Don’t let your baggage define you.

This guy told me it’s really quite simple:

People want to love you. 

All you gotta do is let them in.

Assuming ” the Boyfriend” still reads my blog and hasn’t unsubscribed yet… :)  Thank you for pushing me.  Thank you for listening. Thank you for showing me the light.

Thank you for being you.


In other news, my super amazing and super pregnant friend, Jen, sent me this song this week:

SUPER LOVE for Ed Sheeran.

Like so much so that I have listened to Wake Me Up 112 times this week …just might be a crazy card actually.

PS – Also a fan of Drunk and Small Bump. Enjoy.

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