10.29.2021

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I want to be loved. 

I want to be needed.

I want to be taken seriously and valued. I don't feel like I'm valued in the work place or that my colleagues take me seriously. I feel like they gloss over me and I feel like they stab me in the back. I am not someone who needs public praise but I am someone when I have a great idea or do 99% of the work on a project, I expect to be recognized. I don't like when other people take credit for what I've done. I don't like when other people take my ideas for their own. And I don't like when I am not included in projects that I've helped build off the ground. 

I want to be listened to.

I want to feel irreplaceable to someone - like life won't be complete without me. 

I want someone to choose me. I want someone to wake up everyday of their life and be like wow, I'm really lucky to have this person in my life. 

I am sick of being undervalued and not being taken seriously. I'm sick of not being valued for what I bring to the table. 

I am sick of feeling like nobody cares about me. I just want someone to care enough. To notice me and care enough. 

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