It’s wild when I look back,
how hard I used to try to earn the kind of love I now realize I was supposed to give myself.
The appreciation.
The understanding.
The feeling of being chosen… without hesitation.
I spent a long time trying to prove I was enough. Hoping people or at the very least someone would see me fully and love what they saw. But the truth is, I was chasing something external to fill a space only I could truly understand.
Now, the journey looks different.
Now it’s about real growth.
Not performative. Not pretty. Just real.
It’s about learning to trust my own reflection,
to speak to myself with the same respect and patience I always gave to others.
It’s about becoming the man I know I can be.
And yeah, it’s quieter now.
There’s no applause, no validation from the outside.
But there’s peace.
There’s clarity.
There’s me.
I’m building the community I used to search for in others—
and for the first time, it actually feels solid.
It feels real.
If you’ve ever felt like you were giving everything just to feel chosen,
just know, you were never too much.
You just hadn’t chosen yourself yet.
And once you do?
Everything changes.
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