Job Description

What it takes to last with me:
Patience- this can not be over stated. Patience is an absolute requirement.
Spirituality. I need someone to keep me grounded in my faith when I've lost touch with it. Preferably Baha'i, but at least open to the possibilities of what being serious with someone of this faith will mean.
Must be willing to learn about the things that have become part of me and made me who I am, and not just to please me, or to be able to control me, but because they really want to understand me.
Good looking. Doesn't need to be Brad Pitt, but must take care of themselves without needing to be nagged to do so.
Race isn't an issue, but anyone who can't fully relate to being a minority need not apply.
I say again: Patience.
Strength of character and of heart. (Trust me, this job is not for the feint of heart!!!!)
Intelligence, and ability to carry an intelligent conversation, without belittling others.
Must be willing to watch movies with strong female leads, and live similarly. I am not a weak woman, and if you can't survive me when I'm strong-willed and protecting my heart, you'll never see me when I'm vulnerable.
Must be willing and able to overcome wants to make the right choice.
Patience.

It's odd to me that, today, I feel more attractive than I have in ages, but also as hurt as I have in years. I'm doing what I can to get back on my feet. I'm trying to force myself into a revolution, here, because I have no intention of going in the same circle anymore. Love is a really screwed up thing, and I'm not going to keep letting my walls down like I have, and I'm not going to do things just to feel like my walls are down. Some people have not earned the privilege to see me vulnerable and, in truth, the few who have haven't even done a great job at handling me when I'm vulnerable. It can't be a bad thing to be alone when I'm vulnerable, as opposed to the alternative. I don't want this to be my reality, I don't want it to really be over. That's something that happened anyway, though, and now all I can do is to get back on my feet the best I can without him.
Meanwhile, the attention I'm getting doesn't hurt my ego. So long as I keep control of my life, I'm going to enjoy the world on my own terms. He was the one meant to teach me a lot of lessons, but those have been taught. I'm on my own now, and that's okay.