For me, right now: Love is feeling chosen and accepted wholly. So many have just wanted parts but not the whole me, leaving me feeling rejected, objectified, demonized, misunderstood, and criticized. It's easy for me to feel foreign or alien when that happens, like I don't belong anywhere with anyone. It's easy to turn on myself and treat me like everyone else. But, I remember my grandmother's love for me, and I practice grace and acceptance for where I am as a human being and who I am as a person living life for the first time. So I've aspired to love myself fully, wholly, unconditionally.



















