"Do you love me, yes or no?"
Let me tell you a story, twenty-one years ago, I was a senior in high school. There was a popular football player that had eyes for me. He wrote me a note that read, “Do you like me, yes or no?” How cute, right?!
We dated throughout my senior year, and we fell in love. At that time, my mom was on drugs and my dad was an alcoholic. At this point in my life, I just wanted to be loved. I embraced that football player and gave him all of me, and in return he gave me all of him. All of him included abusing me, isolating me, keeping me from going to college, and using me for sex and money.
We were in this toxic relationship for over ten years. We were evicted out of several homes, slept in cars, and went days without food. During our relationship, we had a little boy. That little boy witnessed his mommy being abused and mistreated, but I wanted to be loved so I stayed and did not consider the trauma both me and my son were experiencing.
One day that football player spit on me and that was the day I realized what I thought was love, was going to be my death sentence if I stayed any longer. Twenty-one years ago, I wanted to be loved so bad, that I was willing to go through anything and everything to fill the void of my mommy and daddy issues. I have learned that love covers, love is unconditional, and most importantly love does not hurt.