Why the wrong choices?

The more I think about my relationships I wonder why I have made so many wrong choices.  Can I really blame a father who left me when I was five?  Or is it the fact that I was never able to create long term friendships at school?  The fact that nothing I did was ever good enough for my mother.

I don’t know.  But blaming others is not the answer – I have made these choices. 

I do need to be liked so I suppose many will feed off that need – they smell the weakness.  The need to be loved, liked accepted, wanted, needed is desperate.  It’s my own insecurities that have lead me to make so many wrong relationship choices.

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