I'm not used to being loved

Just when I thought that I knew all the ways that I screwed up, I just realized that I am not used to be loved. I'm not used to being appreciated. I am not used to being thought of or are considered. It's really weird to crena, my boss. She owns vaska, working was out of the country when I first started working there. I was out in Thailand Japan. Some Islands all kinds of places for 6 months. And she recently came back and when she came back, she bought souvenirs, and she brought me souvenirs, and I was so take it abag. I was like, oh my God, I I'm just, you know, a part-time worker. I'm here on trial basis I've never even met you in person and you brought me a gift. You bought me a souvenir, and you know, it was tough that I'm sure monetarily wasn't that much, but the gesture just meant so much like she thought about me. She considered my feelings. You know, she's gonna bring Kylie. Something bad, because Kylie's been with her for 3 years now. I wasn't expecting anything. I never expect anything, and she did Rap for me. And now, it's, I'm beginning to realize why I have let these men shouldn't me. All this time because I went from being the center of the universe to damage goods to pay for crimes to think it on too much. Well those days were gone