The Type Of Love I Truly Deserve…

As I sit here in Starbucks drinking my cold brew during what feels to have become the loneliest holiday season ever, I find myself pondering something I’ve realized I’ve let everyone else dictate for my entire life and that’s the type of love I truly deserve. Ever since I was a young kid, I’ve allowed myself to be told I’m being too needy. Having had alcoholic parents who couldn’t give me love freely or unconditionally is where this pattern began.

Here’s the thing, when you try to go to someone who’s broken and ask them for love, well you’re going to get a broken answer, which usually equates to being told you’re being too needy. Because in reality, they can’t offer you the very thing you deserve. You can ONLY get unconditional love from someone who knows how to love themselves unconditionally. My parents never loved themselves unconditionally so they couldn’t ever give me that type of love and neither could any of those I pledged my heart to afterwards for the same reason. And that was only made worse by the fact that I didn’t love myself unconditionally as well, mostly because I never learned how to.

I believe that like attracts like, which led me to attracting people who were only mirrors for all my brokenness stemming from my childhood. Everyone became mirrors of my dysfunctional parents and each reaffirmed the broken patterns I learned way back then from them, leading me again and again to the same conclusion in their minds, that I was too needy. When in reality, I only needed to learn how to unconditionally love myself for this pattern to finally end. And when I finally did learn how to do that over the past few years, I realized what I want now is someone I’ve never been with yet.

Honestly, it took me living an entirely broken childhood and five long term relationships to finally grasp the type of love I truly deserve and always have. And I know God wants this type of love for me now as well. I know now that I deserve to be in a relationship with someone who wants to grasp my heart and never let go of it, who wants to hold me and love every minute of that without counting the minutes of how long they have to do it, and who wants to embrace my lips with such passion that they feel my soul through them. Throughout my entire adult life thus far, I’ve chosen one person after another who has never been able to offer me love like this.

Instead, I’ve allowed myself to be embraced in worldly ways with mostly carnal expressions of love with those who always seem more concerned with my appendage size, what I look like without my clothes on, what type of body hair I have, what sexual positions I like best, and countless other lower vibrational things that honestly don’t matter if you want to have a relationship filled with unconditional love. But when you choose to live in a relationship with someone who begins it with carnal expressions of love, when their fantasy of you runs out, so does that type of love, and that’s precisely when you start getting told you’re being too needy each time you approach them for greater expressions of love.

I know what type of love I want now and I’m waiting for it. Because I truly deserve it. And always have…

Peace, love, light, and joy,
Andrew Arthur Dawson

Question For The Day

Today’s question is…

What is your favorite Christmas Day memory of all time?

Peace, love, light, and joy,
Andrew Arthur Dawson


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Grateful Heart Monday

Welcome to another Grateful Heart Monday, where gratitude remains the sole expression in my writing at the start of every week, which for today is for my trip just over a week ago to Massachusetts to connect with my best friend Cedric where I also got to connect with a few other friends and 12 Step recovery connections as well.

This was my second trip back to Massachusetts this year, the place where I lived prior to living here in Toledo, Ohio. Normally, Cedric and I alternate visiting each other every six months, but with all the unrest going on at home, we both felt it best for me to come there instead. I was glad I did because I got to create several deep heartfelt memories in the process.

One of the most heartfelt ones included attending a gathering for a dear friend named Dave who passed away due to a motorcycle accident. There I reconnected with many of my former recovery buddies and was also given the opportunity to speak about him and what he meant to me. Having those moments to do so truly moved my heart and soul.

Another wonderful memory was spending the day with my recovery and MKP friend Sean who I’ve known for as long as Cedric and who always allows me to bare my heart and soul without judgment. On our day together, he took me to Newport, Rhode Island where I shared quite deeply with him as we walked along some of the cliff walk there, then taking a drive around the island to see some of the most amazing ocean cliff mansions after, grabbing dinner later in a nearby town at an amazing upscale seafood restaurant named The Black Pearl, continuing great conversation over a coffee next, and showing me his childhood home and neighborhood before dropping me off and heading home to his partner.

Just as heartfelt as my day with Sean was getting to see my dear friend Debbie. She was once my supervisor at Arbella Mutual Insurance eons ago and who I’ve now known as long as I’ve known Cedric as well. If there is one superb quality about Debbie, it’s that she’s an incredible listener and someone I’ve always felt safe around, enough to tell her anything, and something I’ve come to love her dearly for. The two of us had breakfast at a local joint named Joe’s Diner in Taunton, MA where she listed to my heart and saw my tears, both then and at coffee afterwards.

As for the rest of my trip, I am grateful for the new memories I built with Cedric that included watching the movie Devotion, visiting the ICA museum in Boston, traveling to Old Sturbridge Village in Sturbridge, MA, having several great meals and coffee times together, and for some laughter I was able to muster with him at times, given how low I’ve felt as of late. For my recovery friends Rob, Stevie, Kelly, Dave, and Kathy who came to have dinner with me and then went afterwards to a local Christmas lights festival on a very snowy evening. For all my other recovery friends there as well who embraced me over meals, coffees, and conversations, making me feel that living life still matters given that lately I haven’t felt much like that. And lastly for Dave who brought me to the airport on my day of return, who I had a nice conversation with on the way there, and for him treating me to a coffee and a breakfast sandwich before dropping me off.

I’m truly thankful for each of these things during this trip and for the love I received during a time in my life when I most need it.

Peace, love, light, and joy,
Andrew Arthur Dawson