I always lived a life of "others above myself."
A mindset of assisting others where I could.
I never thought I could become so lost in that love for others.
Caring for everyone else without a care in the world for myself,
I began to lose a sense of how to be me.
In a way my affection became a dependence.
Relying on the needs of others for decisions rather than what I wish I could do.
And a kindness for the external left a toxic and hollow internal.
There is still a way to care for the people I love.
But it doesn't need to be at the cost of my self.
[ "Self" - Written 9/1/2022 ]
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