i am indeed loved. i feel blessed to be loved. whenever i do something that makes people really happy, whenever i do something they ask me to do, whenever i do something that surpass their expectations or at least meets them, i am really loved. everybody loves me in a certain way when i do something for them. when i prove the worth of my existence to them. everybody loves me when i happily and perfectly carry the bundle of their expectations and the things they want me to do. but weirdly enough, nobody ever loves me when i am being me. when i do things that makes my heart happy. when i am just being silly, stupid and loud me. when i make mistakes or when i fall down because i am too exhausted, i'm not loved.
i am indeed loved when i am what people expect me to be but i am very unlovable when i am just being me.
-//t.k.