The most painful thing in life is losing yourself in the process of loving someone too much and forgetting that you are special too.
Inevitably, yes. That is what I’ve been forgetting. It’s who I am inside I have to remember; the incredible journey I’ve been walking this far I should be proud of. Not being good enough for someone, doesn’t mean I’m not special. Not being able to please someone’s expectation, doesn’t mean I worth less. If it wasn’t me who love myself at the very first place, than who shall would? If it wasn’t me who defend myself, then who shall would?
I shall remember all over again.