#rhaerants

Fall in love with the way you speak, the way you write, the way you laugh.

Fall in love with what you see in the mirror, the way they smile, the way their eyes light up when you're thinking happy thoughts.

Fall in love with your flaws and embrace them. Thank them for making you human. Then together, you will turn into a better version of yourself.

Fall in love with yourself because you deserve it. Let the love within you overflow because you are worth it.

I've decided to read the manga more intimately because I found myself in love with art style; so expressive yet direct, familiar yet unique.

So I continued to read in awe but this panel just struck me on different level.

I don't think I have seen something convey so much feelings in a single panel with only 4-words nonetheless.

Izuku is in pain from his and Todoroki's fight; he's frustrated for the reasons he stated, he's upset and dissappointed at himself for not fullfilling all might's wishes, he's tired for obvious reasons - and all of them shown so clearly. With the clean almost void like background as if its giving him space to feel, to acknowledge them.

HeroAca brings out a different kind of empathy that isn't there just for show or some superficial depth and I'm so here for it. It maybe a tale about heroes and all that fantasy stuff but it sure is good at poking at the more tender human parts of me.

I was so surprised with what I saw. First of all I didn't expect that it would be at least two years old, but oh well it is.

I wrote on it like a diary, pouring my every feeling. I saw small notes and trial affirmations. I was new to Law of Attraction back then and it was difficult time. I was turning 18, pressured to lose weight because it was my debut and at the same time I was torn in choosing a degree to shift.

I saw my struggles, I could feel my pain despite being in the past. I cried over a boy, my bad grades, what degree I should take, and my fight to lose weight.

Now I'm 19, turning 20 reading from entries I made when I was 17. I no longer cry over a boy; I get top scores in my school works in all of my classes; I am so in love with the degree that I am taking; and I am learning to love myself more and more everyday.

As much I know that the universe helped me achieve where I am now, it wouldn't have been possible if "the past me" didn't choose to change. So thank you, 17-year-old me, for choosing to be better and being true to yourself.