Romancing yourself a little
I was part of the conservatives — the folks that stigmatize friends for buying themselves flowers for instance.
I was terribly under a spell of society antiquities — that in life, somebody else, especially the gents have to do all the wooing!
That holding oneself with high regard was pathetic and just desperate! A different sex had to warm my fuzzy with confirmation that I was inviting for example, causing me to blush… Somebody else had to applaud me for how well I handle tough times… Someone had to believe in my dreams and push me even when things were cracking up…
And so that was the duration I so wholly relied on friends for unnecessary validation and better treatment… without knowledge that all my happiness started and ended with me for instance…
Investment in basic knowledge, pulling myself together after a tough day, treating myself to fancy dinners and body approvals like feeling kissable in the spiciest lingerie without some dude saying he liked it — I could do this crap for myself!
I could take myself on trips and actually enjoy the amazing seascapes individually!
For, what if these folks I expected to do the nice things for me at once came up short? What would become of me then?
What if no one ever buys you roses? What if no one ever invites you to that paramour restaurant? What if no one ever claps for something you really work hard at?
Shall you then certainly throw the self-pity party like anyone owes you happiness?
It’s also quite unfair how we put folks on stand to do things for us… don’t you think? Especially stuff we can actually do for ourselves.
Sometimes your spouse wont tell you how pretty you look in the morning with your messed hair, however much you’ve drawn castles for the sweetnothing! Alternatively, taking good care of yourself shall reassure that you look fresh even out of bed, because you romanced yourself by investing in your skin-care.
Self-romance simply means being nice to yourself!
Yet how society has overtime molded us to think that the self-love bid is egotistic, mostly for loners!
And so the ladies await on men to take them to lavish ventures they can somewhat afford… We expect someone to magically romanticize our brains about basic skills as we regularly scroll through social media haphazardly!
Some of us have made it habitual to slip into dirty beddings until a friend shows up… Like buddy, you mean privately, a well-kept apartment upsets you? Comrades never gift themselves even when they luck some cash… they prefer sweating it out on people that don’t give ovation to their status updates!
On the flipside, some ladies are still waiting on that morning exotic brunch in bed…
Friends, you know what makes you happy! You’re well-versed with what makes you feel blissful or lively! You alone, have information on what makes you fly! So why don’t you ever spoil yourself with these things?
If it’s being philanthropic, then set your heart to it! Is it looking good and wearing that pricy perfume? How about if you replaced negative self-talk with more action?
The world is already harsh, don’t be atrocious with yourself too!
Ps: Suffering is not an achievement! (wink)