Mar 23, 2020
I told myself I bought nice things for myself to make myself happy. Though in every decision you were somewhere in my thoughts. Just a small consideration, enough to convince myself what I was doing was right. If you didn’t like it, it wouldn’t matter, I’d still love it anyway. Even if you didn’t love me, I’d still love myself. Is that the same as self-care? Am I actually secure in myself? Who knows? Not me. But I know I love the decisions made, irregardless of what you think. Maybe some part of me is growing despite you and inspite of my recklessness.
