Loving yourself means respecting and taking care of your own feelings, needs and wants

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Growing up, I was raised with the idea that I must put others first before myself. I grew up to be selfless in every aspect because putting myself first felt selfish. So I thought loving myself means giving myself all the love and care that I’ve been giving to others but neglected myself. I walked past one of my favorite dessert stores at the mall a few months ago and it reminded me of the times when my ex and I used to steal each other’s dessert because they were just so good. fun times. I was contemplating if I should get myself one because I think it is really overpriced but I told myself that I should love myself more, so I bought it and felt really happy eating it. I also bought so many clothes and accessories online from the 11/11 sale without thinking about the price because I wanted to love myself more and I felt so happy when I received those goods.

https://zeeetheworld.wordpress.com/2020/12/18/selflove

I want to want things

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I do not know if I have always done this or if this has just started in the last ten years or maybe less. Something has shifted as I have become an adult paying rent and living on my own. I am more worried and sleep lighter; always on alert. I used to enjoy things, now those things are fewer and further between. I have always enjoyed the activities of those around me, even if I came to be the one leading them, but I am not quite sure which activities I love and which ones I have learned to enjoy because of my social circles. I don’t really like anime, but I was an anime club president for a year and if you would like to watch one I will absolutely watch it with you (“No, you’re right. It was pretty cool.”) I enjoy going out but not as much as I like a small group on the couch chatting and playing games with changing rules. I used to write and sometimes I would paint. I used to make cosplays and try Harry Potter inspired cupcake recipes. I used to sing and laugh at work. When did I become unhappy? When did I stop wanting to be happy enough that I did the things that made me happy?

https://nesaspieces.wordpress.com/2021/02/25/what-do-i-want