I fell in love with this Italian man and although I felt on top of the world I lived in a toxic world. I could not be without him, I needed him. In every way possible, I loved him beyond myself. We all know that in order to love another, you must love yourself first. I was in love but never loved me enough. The way I should have and if I ever felt I was not being treated fairly, u should of have enough courage to walk away. But what if I still love him?