Putting an end to this Cinderella complex

For so long I had this idea of meeting someone who is going to sweep me off my feet, save me from myself, and give me happiness. Someone who will make me complete.

I was so wrong. I believed in fairy tales so much that I forgot to acknowledge the truth that had been manifesting itself all along: a person does not need another person to feel complete. These Prince Charmings we've always dreamed about cannot fill the gaping holes in our hearts, they can only complement our personhood.

We -ourselves- are the only ones who can fill our empty hearts. By gaining a new perspective, by doing something fulfilling, by not sitting around waiting for chances to happen. Those are the things that make us whole.

okay time to end this brief advice session from a hypocrite