A big part of growing up has been realizing that I don't need anyone to fix me. As I try my hand at being an adult, I find myself settling into the person I'm going to be. Part of the reason I would constantly search for male companionship was this idea I'd had that if I found the right person, they'd smoothe out the parts of myself that I didn't like and make me into someone new. Not only is this not true, but it's pretty stupid to think I thought that ever. I don't need fixing, because I'm the shit. The 'Great Love *TM' that's out there will most assuredly be a transformative influence, but it's not going to fix my flaws. Slowly building myself into a person without chinks in my armor.