Prologue

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Dear Hari (Just because Diary is too corny)

              
           My name is Chelsea. I'll have to admit, I'm not sure what I'm doing, writing to you like this. I'd like to think I've got myself figured out, but I feel like I'm just pretending to be someone I'm not.

It's liberating to admit that.

I'm a "people pleaser" Who's lost touch with my true self.
I've been living for others' approval, craving their assurance, and having nothing to show for it but a string of failed relationships and a constant need for external validation.

But I'm tired of being that girl. I want to break free from this toxic cycle and discover self-love. I want to know myself, flaws and all, and learn to love me. I'm done being a people-pleaser; I want to be impossible to ignore.

Currently, I'm stuck in a rut. I spend hours scrolling through social media, envying others' lives, and dreaming of my turn. I crave companionship, praise, and adoration of my craft. I'm lazy, too lazy to get up from my bed and stink most of the time. I don't shower until I need to go out.

I'm so Lazy that I don't cook. I often neglect my hygiene and rely on junk food or my siblings to cook for me.

But I want to change. I realize that the best way to start is by working on myself from the inside out. I need to shed the masks I've worn to impress others and focus on self-care. I want to love myself truly, and it begins with being hygienic and taking care of my physical and mental health.

I'm ready to be honest with myself and confront my flaws and imperfections. I want to discover who I am, beyond the mask I've been wearing. I'm eager to learn, grow, and embrace my true self.

I'm hoping when next I open this book, I'll be a better version of myself.

                                                           Best, Chelsea

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