Just my two cents on love and all that, originally posted on the Cake & Quill page. We’re running a series there, asking all our authors about their thoughts, experiences, etc, with that crazy little thing called love. Check it out 🙂
Today, let’s hear Angelika Rust talking about the need to define the one you love, and the need to find someone who loves you for who you are, not for their definition of who you might be.
When I was something around twenty years old, I had a boyfriend, let’s call him Mike. He was quite handsome, easy-going, clever in a down-to-earth way, with a wide circle of friends. Creative, too. He always had some funny project lined up, and lots of people around to help him out. I got swept away by the energy he radiated. I had been sort of a loner, and those days seemed over. I felt happy, and thought I’d struck gold.
One day, very early in our relationship, I dyed my hair red. That’s just what I do, I can never quite leave my head alone. I’ve been everything from pitch black to…
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