Last night was the end. The end of what I think will be my closest shot to finding that special someone. To truly feel love. Bryant moved out and I was alone. I spent hours crying then all the sudden I had an epiphany of some sort. Maybe this was God's plan was for me? I had struggled so much growing up with my mental health. My low self-esteem kicked me for a loop every other day. I finally found somebody who made me feel comfortable enough to put down my walls.