I'm Not Just Hungry, I'm Starving

I'm hungry for real love—not crumbs I try to call a meal.

I'm hungry for relationships where respect is the cornerstone of the connection.

I'm hungry to be in relationships that don't require me to dim my bright light in order to be offered a seat at the table.

I'm hungry to have my gift and talents truly appreciated by those I work with.

I'm hungry to not need to dumb myself down so that others feel smart.

I'm hungry to be beautiful and sexy and not a Barbie doll for a man.

I'm hungry to have a partner who doesn't feel like a predator.

I'm hungry for passion and great sex that is worthy of my mind, body, and spirit.

I'm hungry to not have to play small when my spirit and dreams are big.

I'm hungry to be brave and not let fear drive my life. I'm hungry for an undivided self, soul, life, love, and relationship.

I am hungry to know I am loved and am irrevocably a child of God.

I'm hungry to be me.


Dr. Robbins

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