We've all done it. Everybody searches for someone to give their heart to.
Love will find you when it's meant to happen, not when you want it to happen.
I learned the hard way to stop searching for love. I pursued relationships hoping that they would turn into to something from a romance movie. Needless to say, that didn’t work out.
Love found me on a warm July evening when I wasn’t looking for or expecting it.
My phone lit up when I received an Instagram notification that a (cute) boy had commented on one of my pictures. It was a boy who I would be attending college with in the fall and had added on Instagram (because I thought he was cute) from a class group message.
The comment: "Bruh."
My best friend and I stared at the comment, trying to determine what in the world he meant by it. After much deliberation, I caved and slide in his DMs.
"Trying to decipher your 'bruh,'" I said.
He explained I had tagged him in one of those "Ugliest People on Instagram" posts, and he had thought that I did it on purpose. Of course I didn't! My account had been hacked. He understood, apologized for having to meet the way we did and proceeded to ask for my Snapchat.
The rest is history, and I have been head-over-heels ever since.
The point of this isn't to tell my 21st century love story, but to tell a story about how a girl who sought love found it once she found herself.
Learn to love yourself, know how to be single and be confidently independent. Sit back and take in all the joys of life. Once you learn to love yourself, someone who is worth loving will come.
It could be a stranger, your best friend or a random guy you met thanks to an Instagram hacker; you just never know. Life has a funny way of working out, and love has a funny way of finding you.
