I just spent a weekend with a bus full of activists protesting the Keystone XL pipeline and not only that - the organizer, my talented, friendly, all-around amazing boytoy whom EVERYONE knows and likes, knew this was a hard thing for me to be around that many people for so long even though he's such an extrovert he accommodated ME and made sure I knew I was just as important being there and even if I'd been like, "yeah, you should sit next to whoever you want" - he wanted to be with ME. And afterward he still wanted to be with me. The whole weekend I was telling myself how I'm not good enough, smart enough, energetic enough, and yet - I know I'm a broken record about this. I just can't get over that he really probably could have anyone in that community, and he wants me. Broken-down, not amazingly passionate and energetic and ridiculously active me.
Friends, let this be a lesson to you. I still don't really believe I'm loveable and yet here's all the evidence to the contrary. Patience and ignoring the brain weasels and It will come.