{"id":2930,"date":"2019-07-08T03:41:21","date_gmt":"2019-07-08T02:41:21","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/whisperedwords.nl\/?p=2930"},"modified":"2019-07-08T11:02:19","modified_gmt":"2019-07-08T10:02:19","slug":"my-self-worth","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/whisperedwords.nl\/?p=2930","title":{"rendered":"My self-worth,"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>He didn&#8217;t understand why I couldn&#8217;t be friends. but when he&#8217;s adding all these &#8220;hoes n every doe who shows&#8221; on his social media, it hurts.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>It&#8217;s killing me internally. Breaking my heart and hurting my self-worth. Was I just that?  It is hard not to count myself into that same group.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>But I am not a teen who is selling her self on the internet to get followers. I don&#8217;t let the whole world see me dance half-naked on a podium where underaged people go and every sex offender can have a ball.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I have a problem being part of those platforms and supporting that. I find it difficult that people I had respect for are supporting that and even motivating it. My private parts are private and the area around them too. Sure I like being sexy, for my man (not that I have one) or even for myself. But I don&#8217;t base my self-worth on it. Or on the number of likes, I get on my posts and pictures.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I do enjoy sharing my pictures tho and I love having a platform that I can basically use as a photo album like back in the days. Of course, I enjoy it when people like my pictures. But I am still the same person. With or without those likes. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>His opinion mattered, it still does and it hurts. I wanted to be the one he looked at instead of at others. (maybe I still do.) I wanted him to have more respect for women, not just in word but mostly in deed. Why? To control him? No, not because I wanted to control him.  But because of the reason, I gave before and I guess I am also just wondering if I never was really more then that to him. So it is hurting my self-worth and the way I felt about my relationship with him and myself. Wondering if I have been fooled and lied to more then I know. I probably was&#8230;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I wonder if all these women and girls he added (back) had been there the whole time but just where a hidden snack, err stack, err oh well you get what I mean. I am wondering if I have been fooled and lied too much more then I thought and knew. Or maybe it&#8217;s just my expectations of him that I had set way too high. Did I?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I know what I want to hear and I probably will never know if the answer I may or may not get is actually the truth or not.  That&#8217;s why I don&#8217;t really even want an answer. Because It hurts. It hurts a lot and makes me wish I could run to the other end of the world to hide from it so I don&#8217;t know about it. But I can&#8217;t and I am already on the other side of the world.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>He didn&#8217;t understand why I couldn&#8217;t be friends. but when he&#8217;s adding all these &#8220;hoes n every doe who shows&#8221; on his social media, it hurts. It&#8217;s killing me internally. Breaking my heart and hurting my self-worth. Was I just that? It is hard not to count myself into that same group. But I am [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[10],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2930","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-news"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/whisperedwords.nl\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2930","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/whisperedwords.nl\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/whisperedwords.nl\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/whisperedwords.nl\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/whisperedwords.nl\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=2930"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/whisperedwords.nl\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2930\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2977,"href":"https:\/\/whisperedwords.nl\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2930\/revisions\/2977"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/whisperedwords.nl\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2930"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/whisperedwords.nl\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=2930"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/whisperedwords.nl\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=2930"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}