Can You Answer Honestly
Are you 100% perfectly comfortable dying alone?
If you really liked who you were, would it be that bad?
The only thing in this world you’re given full control over are your own thoughts
And even more, this means
No one can love you as much as you can love yourself
How can they?
Do they know what you’re truly thinking? And experienced?
What? Do they say that’s narcissistic?
I’m sorry beta male shitlords who are sexually frustrated (and, well, psychologists who also don’t get laid)
But someone loving you is a feeling that only has value once you accept you’re worthy of it
Self-esteem is developed
Not traded between bedsheets
Or swiped over your phone
Can fix your own feelings
You’re so silly to lust after their love
If you can’t even produce your love
And then, how do you define their love?
Love is an abstract definition
Relative to who, what, and where
And up to you
Why do you chase after someone to validate your existence?
A better choice, be it one that no one can take away, is to
Like all memorable stories
This must start and end with a hero
If you don’t believe me, just pinch yourself
You already exist fine and goddamn well
Now live with it