Having felt unlovable from age 7 to 47, in the past two years I have learned the answer to this problem. I was unlovable because I didn't love myself. My current T was a godsend. Good luck. And this beautiful part:

My girlfriend that dumped me four years ago and that I have been struggling with since was like that too. She was the first person to introduce me to what hugs are, the first I openly displayed emotions to, the only person that accepted me, basically the only person I felt like I mattered to. In a life full of abuse, isolation, failure, depression, etc. it was unbelievable to have a person that I could feel safe and secure with and whom accepted me, a little breathe of heaven in my life. I had never had someone IRL that I could trust and connect with and I haven’t since. We had our own little book club, I used to pick her wild flowers, I took almost 2000 photos of us and/or her, it was indescribable.

To have had all that even once in a lifetime makes life worth living...you never know when it might happen again.
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