I have been broken in more ways than one and more than one time. I could blame one man. But that would be unhealthy. That type of thinking keeps me in victim mentaility mode. I then carry that into the present where I conduct myself in a manner in which I ask for fixing. I soak criticism in like a sponge because I want to be something, anything, to anybody. I need to start seeing the value in myself despite imperfections. I need to look at those imperfections square in the eye and take them on at my own pace for my own sake and not in an attempt to be a better someone for someone else. I need to be the one doing the fixing. No man, not even the one, can be responsible for putting back the broken pieces of me. The sooner I believe and act on those words the better.