I went from good to bad.
I went from normal to obsessive.
I went from dead excited about farewell to skipping it.
I went from hating self-harm to getting addicted to it.
I went from drawing margins in copies to writing with no margins.
I went from over-achiever to getting pass grades.
I went from hating lipsticks to loving it.
I went from timid to bold and confident.
I went from hating myself to loving everything about me.
Because I learnt,
Never apologise for burning too brightly or collapsing into yourself every night because that’s how galaxies are made.
Everything about me is not completely black or white. I am grey. And I don’t hate it. I am not entirely happy with myself but who is? We all are striving to make ourselves a better person. We all are. It’s this process of bringing out the best of us is what we call, “changing ourselves”. And I am happy. ❤️
Sometimes, my heart aches at how my life turned out. In a good way. It doesn’t mean there haven’t been hardships. There have been. But I am here. And here is good. 🌹
I’m happy just the way I am. And I know sometimes you feel like you can’t fight and I know sometimes you feel like you just can’t love yourself. When that happens, I want you to remember that you’re enough, you’re enough as you are. And I’ll try to remember that I am enough as I am. ❤️