Tonight I want a partner to hold me in bed, to tell me that I’m not alone in *waves hands around* all of this.

I “want”. Not I “need”. Wow, that’s something I never thought I’d say.

So many years of hetero-normative Christian brainwashing had me convinced that I needed another half, in order to be whole. Adam and Eve. Wives cleave to your husband (or was it the other way around). No divorce. Part of your salvation depends on helping your spouse to Heaven. Never was it emphasized to me, to build my village. Yes, the church was supposed to be there for each other, but that came with conditions (no one was gonna run to help you if you hadn’t been in church services).

Now? I’m building the village that I need & love, rather than focusing on finding my other half.

“My other half”, what a phrase.

FUCK THAT.

I am whole. I am enough. I don’t need another person to validate my existence, or complete me.

Damn it feels really good to say that and believe it.