9th
Your own best friend
I want to be able to say I’m my own best friend.
I want to spend time with myself more than anyone else. perhaps this a horribly self interested line of thinking. But I also think it’s a firm step forward in my own mental health. I want to smile at my own success. I want to mourn my losses with me. I really really really want to take my own advice.
“Imagine you are a girl just trying to come clean, knowing full well they prefer you dirty and smiling.” -Ani Difranco
I don’t care what “they want.” I find myself caring less and less about what anyone thinks about me but me. Not to be rude or cruel but because most of us have it wrong. And maybe I do, but that’s the only reality I can live by. And I don’t care what’s preferable to the masses.
I’m not an alpha, but I’m not co-dependent, not anymore.
So grow up. Grow some gumption. Grow wings.
