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.

Death of classmate from past feels like a reminder to change my life
If you allow anything to be priority over love and beauty, you’re a fool
Was he angry to lose his family? Or because he lost his control?
My bad teen poetry suggests I’ve always hungered for missing love
Narcissistic abuse often leaves victims feeling alone in the world
Kind words can make difference for stressed parents at Christmas
Poll shows half of Occupy Wall Street crowd favored Wall Street bailout
What if writing from the ‘AI me’ sounds just like I’d written it?
Nobody can ever be good enough when perfection is the standard