People often gave me the taste of low self-esteem. And, when you get the same kind of food every day! It’s not very hard to get used to it. Hence, here I am. Still munching the chips of diffidence at almost every step of my life.
Self — love
Since childhood, I’ve loved a lot of things
Candies, cola and frisbee rings.
Oh! Disney was at the top.
Loved it as much as I loved going to the tuck-shop.
I got so lost in things and people around me,
That I forgot to spare some love for the most important thing.
MYSELF.
I abandoned myself of my own love.
It’s hard to figure out the reason for doing so.
Maybe, I had not crossed paths with my worth yet!
Or maybe I didn’t know about the theory of self-love at all.
But now I am old enough to understand that self-love has nothing to do with watching my favourite shows or eating my favourite delicacies.
It’s about mending and re-inventing myself.
Both, mentally and physically.
Now that I have woven myself a blanket of conviction
Low self-esteem doesn’t dare to give me chills anymore.
