This year I learned to be selfish. Selfish with my time, my heart, my feelings, my mind and most importantly myself. I spent entirely too much time feeling sorry for the things I couldnāt change, wishing for things I didnāt have, and begging for people who did not deserve me. It has taken me two decades to realize I am a prize worth winning, I am a caviar dinner not a gas station hot dog. This year Iāve lost people I thought I couldnāt live without and given myself everything I needed. Next year, I hope I can learn to love myself.
ohsixonethree,Ā writing prompt #73: Write about the lessons you learned this year. (via wnq-writers)
