Mistakes are lessons learned.

Hello, strangers.

When I was 17, I tried to understand something that I was just incapable of understanding: love.

I gave my heart to a man (yes, a 24 year old man...) who wasn't really a man at all. He was more interested in playing games with my heart than actually keeping it safe like I thought he would.

Silly me... I was a little too green and perhaps much too blind to realize what was really going on. I hung onto every word he said and believed every little lie because I thought I knew what love was, and this was love. Ha! Boy, was I wrong. I quickly (if you think 2 years is quick) learned that what he was doing wasn't love at all.

However, looking back on this experience, I am not angry.. nor am I bitter. In fact, I am thankful (yes, I said thankful!) that I experienced this so early on in my love life. I quickly (again, this under the assumption that we all believe 2 years is quick ;)) realized what it is I wanted and didn't want, deserved and didn't deserve, and what I should and shouldn't put up with in a relationship.

So, although this wasn't the best time of my life, nor is the hurt something I would ever want to experience again, I am thankful for it... because some mistakes are worth experiencing. Lesson learned.