'...so it is my everyday commitment to enjoy my own company, make me the main character of my own story, and define myself with something that I love.' | via philstarlife
My serial crushing on boys wasn’t something I wanted to be known for, but sadly was.
So I did the next obvious thing: focus on myself . Sprouting from never feeling enough and questioning my worth like never before after that last non-relationship, I wanted to know what it meant to be enough — and to define that by my own terms. Over time, I felt myself get stronger physically and mentally, and because I got so addicted to my progress, my top priority became me. But progress — in whatever aspect of life — is hardly ever linear.
I didn’t realize I was slowly fading into the background of my own story; someone else was being put up on the pedestal again. Maybe it was the idea of being so fixated on someone — of striving to find ways to hold on to them — that made me feel so alive. After the end of thisI admit rom-coms, chick lit and Taylor Swift’s first three albums shaped what I thought of and expected from love.