I don't think that loving yourself is a choice.
I think that it's a desicion that has to be made for survival; it was in my case.
Loving myself was the result of answering two twings;
Do you want to live?
'Cause this is who you're gonna be for the rest of your life.
Or are you gonna just have a life of emptiness, self hatred and self-loathing?
And I chose to live,
so I had to accept myself.
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Motivation.
Poetryhey, stop scrolling. everyone who is reading this: I'm so glad you're alive, I'm so fucking proud of you. you are loved. don't give up, we're almost there. you are going to make it. ♛
