This was explained to me last night and it made sense. To a point.

There are 5 love languages, and I am not around people who show me mine. The people who do are those that I’m closest with.

When asked right off the bat who gives me quality time, my nephews were the first ones to pop into my head. They also give me hugs, and are excited when I come around.

One sister and her husband do as well, which is why I like going over there.

I think there’s something to this. Haha, ok, so I’m a little late to the game, but that’s ok. I’ll get there eventually.

In the meantime. I really need to find a new job. I’m dreading next week.