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Dear Journal,
I'm finding significance in the fact that romanticized relationships are only a construct of Victorian fantasies & the truth is that the predominance of relationships around me contradict whatever movies tell us about gushing, lovey, love. I'm not bitter, but I do feel like there's something wrong with society telling us that we need to be loved in order to feel significant. It fucks with my mind & the truth is that I've learned that to be empowered, I must continue to work on loving this entity that is me, before anything else comes my way. Loving one's own self is also demonized in this society, it's seen as frivolous and selfish, BUT FUCK IT! Be your best to yourself & the world will love you for how much more well attuned you are! All these thoughts while, I have been feeling the backlash of wearing my heart on my sleeve as friends come to me for their love advice, piece of mind, & advice on what to do in "should I fuck him/her or should we date first?" types of situations. I'm sick of being that friend sometimes; I don't always know the answers but I do continue to help others seek out the underlying meaning on their own. I hope to find solidarity in myself & love that is fulfilling. Until then...
I'm finding significance in the fact that romanticized relationships are only a construct of Victorian fantasies & the truth is that the predominance of relationships around me contradict whatever movies tell us about gushing, lovey, love. I'm not bitter, but I do feel like there's something wrong with society telling us that we need to be loved in order to feel significant. It fucks with my mind & the truth is that I've learned that to be empowered, I must continue to work on loving this entity that is me, before anything else comes my way. Loving one's own self is also demonized in this society, it's seen as frivolous and selfish, BUT FUCK IT! Be your best to yourself & the world will love you for how much more well attuned you are! All these thoughts while, I have been feeling the backlash of wearing my heart on my sleeve as friends come to me for their love advice, piece of mind, & advice on what to do in "should I fuck him/her or should we date first?" types of situations. I'm sick of being that friend sometimes; I don't always know the answers but I do continue to help others seek out the underlying meaning on their own. I hope to find solidarity in myself & love that is fulfilling. Until then...