‍I shared a chapter of my story before but since it’s wedding season, I thought I’d share my own love mulligan story. ‍‍ ‍

All my life, “real love” was the one thing I wanted most and seemed least likely to get. After enough heartbreak, disappointment, and trying to force what never truly fitted, I got to a place where being alone felt easier than risking more pain. I still wanted real love, but I had stopped believing it would come in the way I had once imagined. No Cinderella story for me, so I thought.‍‍