Don't Tell Tara - the inner workings of a chronic oversharer

I am a confident woman. People think I am a confident woman. I wish I was a confident woman.  I want to be a confident woman.  I used to be a confident woman  Can anyone relate to any of the above?  The chances are, you can probably relate to all of the above in some way.  My journey is ongoing. It is never ending. It is a love story in progress. Probably the love story I have struggled with the most.  I don’t really know where to start, because I can’t really tell you where it started.  So let’s start at rock bottom.  I found myself in a destructive relationship. I knew I was in it, I knew what was going on, but I just couldn’t get out.  It was emotionally destructive rather than physically, but I still bore scars.  My confidence was broken down until I felt like I didn’t deserve anything better; I felt like I was lucky to be loved at all.  The issue was clearly his own insecuritie...