📓 Thursday, May 14, 2026 — 5:37 p.m.
💬 Question
What’s a moment where you realized someone loved you… but didn’t really know how to show it correctly?
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I’ve tried in the past to write in a way that sounded entertaining enough to read.
Because I never saw myself as a “real writer.”
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But I have stories.
Thoughts.
A desire to express.
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So now I just write the best I can.
And maybe with enough time…
I’ll get better.
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I’ve been loved by family.
Friends.
Girlfriends.
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But honestly…
I don’t think I ever realized I didn’t know how to love myself.
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I was too busy finding faults in me.
Too busy feeling like I wasn’t enough.
Like I had to become something spectacular before I deserved to appreciate my own existence.
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And lately…
that’s been changing.
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Thank you that I exist.
Thank you that I can feel sadness.
Thank you that I can feel joy.
Thank you that mistakes can be fixed.
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Thank you to whatever allowed me to be here at all.
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Because one day…
I’ll go back to dust.
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And honestly?
What an incredible thing it is to exist in the first place.
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I think I’m finally starting to understand that loving yourself isn’t arrogance.
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It’s giving yourself a chance.
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That’s why I work out now.
Why I watch my food.
Why I write.
Why I’m starting to draw again.
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Not because I suddenly became confident.
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Because I’m finally starting to believe I’m worth the effort.
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Even if I fail.
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Because maybe failure isn’t proof that I’m worthless.
Maybe it’s just part of learning how to live.
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💬 Reader question
Have you ever realized you were giving love to everyone except yourself?
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If this felt real… I write moments like this.
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