I never , I mean never understood this concept when I was younger I slowly I mean really slowly started understanding this expressively simple sounding but difficult as hell concept when I was past fifteen .
It was nothing like the movies or the tv shows , I didn't wake up one day and said to myself "I love u" and immediate joy came gushing out of my heart , livers and lungs no , no,no the fucking way , the journey to loving myself lead me to a path closer to depression that love and sanity .
I remember at that time I cried and wallowed in self pity for months , forcing laughter and interactions with other people to take the pain away , constantly I mean constantly being next to my phone because the only light I had in those days were playing mind games with university boys .
It's a sick and torturous process I had to endure and still have to because there are some things about myself that I do loathe till this day. I would love to say I started this journey with a BANG , but since u don't know me and clearly don't know about my facade of over confidence and general undying self dedication , I'm gonna be honest , it started with a few muffled sobs , hot tears and red shot eyes .
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