You've Always Had it.

Living less broken, that's how I choose to live.

To not live life as if the pieces are missing, as if I have lost worth, as if I've lost value.

To accept the pain of the holes, to accept anger, to accept sadness. 

It's in the acceptance that healing begins. It's in the reality of the ragged truth that love is found.

Love. The one you longed for from him. The one you worked so hard for. It's been here, dear. You've been capable of giving it to yourself all along. 

He was never meant to give you something you already had. You've always had it.