I have spent most of my life conditioning myself to be “comfortable” alone and to wait for the right person (if that actually exists). I have a long list of qualities and attributes that this “perfect” person would possess. Yet, I’m not sure if would even be humanly possible for one man to have all of these traits, unless of course; he was schizophrenic. At any rate, it has occurred to me that most of my time has been spent searching for the perfect man who seems to fit that fairy tale ending. More accurately, most of my time has been spent hiding behind the unattainable and never even trying to find love. What if my lesson in this life is to learn to give love instead of receive it? What if I dropped my guard and loved another with no fear of being rejected or hurt. Would it be more sad to live a life where no one ever loved you or you never truly loved another? I think I should spend more time focusing on how to wholeheartedly love another human being and somehow I think it would all fall into place.