“Until you love yourself, no one will love you.” Everyone knows this phrase, but in real life, unfortunately, its power is underestimated—and that, as it turned out, was exactly what happened to me personally.
After ten years of marriage, I realized I stopped liking myself the way I had become next to my husband. And that is painful and difficult to accept.
Of course, it would have been easier to blame the husband—the jerk—but no. It goes much deeper. This book is for those who, with the help of marriage, tried to satisfy the need for love and couldn’t; who forgot themselves and lost the ability to value themselves; who endure it because they don’t believe in a happy life outside relationships; and who think that happiness is—being with someone.