It's weird, really.
I can't explain it. I've never been in love with myself.
Not a Narcissus kind of love, but a self-accepting kind.
I've never looked in the mirror and felt that feeling, like I'm so blessed to look and be the way I am.
I guess that's normal; not a lot of people in this day and age can actually say that they like themselves,
with all those strict standards in society of who you're supposed to be.
But my insecurities were never really swayed by society.
I just... don't like myself. I don't know.
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