It was after midnight when someone tagged me on Facebook. I checked to see what it was.
“Came across this going through some old photos from about 5 years ago,” this person wrote as his caption next to big words on a picture. “Words of wisdom from David McElroy.”
I don’t remember writing the words, but it sounds like my voice, so I’m sure I did. As I read the words, I agreed with them, but I found myself painfully aware that I haven’t always lived up to them.
“You can’t force someone to believe you are worth making a priority,” I wrote, apparently about five years ago. “If you try, you will end up bitter, hurt and angry. If a person doesn’t value you enough to make you a priority, it doesn’t matter what he or she says — even if the words are, ’I love you.’ Love is lived out through priorities and actions, not words and wishes. If you wait and beg to become someone’s priority, you’re not showing how much you love someone else. You’re showing how little you value yourself.”
I remember what it feels like to be a woman’s priority.

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When people identify with their masters, freedom is hard to accept
Living behind a mask means you won’t allow real self to be loved
A year after surreal experience of surgery, I’m still happy to be alive
Was Columbus a hero or a special kind of evil monster? Neither one
Briefly: Expect the unexpected as my site migrates to new servers this week
Barbarians with evil ideas taking our entire culture off deadly cliff
Our self-deception is attempt to justify whatever we do to others