I accepted a long time ago that I'd never get the love and approval I needed from my parents
What I really struggle to accept is that it's too late to find a replacement
No matter how many surrogate parental figures I have in my life to try to fill that void, it's not going to work. It's not going to make me feel whole. It's not going to fix me.
They can't love me enough to undo the damage from not having that love and support during my formative years. It doesn't work that way. It's like I'm trying to use their love to fill a bucket riddled with holes. I can't hold on to the love even when I get it, it just pours right back out of me and I'm left feeling empty again.

























