I have craved that sense of belonging. Looked for my fit. I think I still need to have a group of others I can talk to but ultimately I belong to him. I think I’ve always thought that but now I truly feel it.
I wanted to be miss independent doing things for myself and not really answering to anyone. I didn’t just come and go. I did let him know where I was or a general idea. I was not inconsiderate of him. I believe that mindset actually made me feel alone and lost. Not feeling like anyone truly cared where I was or what happened to me. I know that he did care. He was allowing me to be how I wanted to be. Never wanting to squash my independence. I think I truly need some guidance some oversight. Answering to him is proof to me that I matter. I am under his wing and he will take care of me. Ugh!! To think I’ve resisted and mocked it all along not knowing it is what I unconsciously craved.
I need and want to belong to him. I do belong.