of coffee in my hand. There was no one telling me how to spend my time, and the freedom felt absolutely beautiful.
Slowly, I began to date again, but only with patience and clear standards. I had learned, in the most direct way possible, what I was no longer willing to accept in a relationship.
I wanted a partner who would say my name with pride in front of his friends. Someone who would celebrate my work openly, the way I would always celebrate his. Someone who understood that true