They say that for another to really love you, you must first love yourself. And when you allow an asshole to treat you badly and hurt you, this probably means that you don't love and respect yourself enough. And so we try. We try hard to love ourselves in the hope that once we succeed, being loved by another will follow. While this is all good in theory, the reality is that once your heart falls, this assumption is blown to pieces. For no matter how much our head reasons, our emotions always get the better of us. And when you do give your heart to someone, sometimes willingly and other times unwittingly, you open yourself to the possibility that he/she may not take care of it. However, maybe this is the only way one would learn to love oneself more. After experiencing pain and anguish we are finally able to see our worth, and all this is just in preparation for the right person. The person who you could trust, the person you know you would never have to compete for, the person who you are able to show your weakness and flaws to and still feel safe with at the end of the day. Hollow as these words seem to be, i hope that we are all able to find that one person some day.