I Like Me
I had just turned 16 when it happened, but it would negatively impact my self-esteem into adulthood. All the girls in school warned me that he was “a dog” and would only break my heart, but I was stubborn. I fought for him until the day he did what they all said he would.
As I mentioned in my previous column, no-good men were a weakness of mine from the beginning of my dating life all the way up until God transformed me.
So, this heartbreaking event took place in the hallway after my first period class; it felt like someone had driven a stake through my heart. I couldn’t believe my eyes, or perhaps, I just didn’t want to. But it was truly happening.
There she was, my best friend, hugged up on my boyfriend. Yeah, it was crazy. A big old knot formed in my throat. I didn’t know whether to cry or start fighting.
I did neither.
When the two noticed me standing there looking like a deer in headlights, they only appeared slightly startled, but no apologies were offered up. Instead of acknowledging wrong, my supposed BFF silently stared at the floor. And the boy I thought loved me before I went to science class that morning, suddenly lashed out.
“She’s prettier than you anyway!” he yelled, before pointing out every single flaw he saw in me.
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