Something became apparent to me today. When I am facing a big challenge, I look for support from a romantic partner. Fair enough. The issue is that when I don't have a partner, I seek that energy from someone that I've been with in the past or some new substitute.
Yes, I get incredible amounts of support from my loving friends and family but there's something different about being wrapped in someone's arms and being told it's going to be okay. Sharing the experience; sharing the burden, as it were.
Having just gone through a breakup, I'm still getting in touch with who I am on my own. I'm collecting the pieces of me that I've shared. It's not fair to transfer those pieces onto anyone else in order to fill some kind of need for support.
It's time to celebrate the ability I have to support myself.