12:31pm | twenty first may | learning to love yourself | most days i stay inside, i take care of my plants, i read books and take far too many baths. always too afraid to be seen and having a fear that people will see me the way i see myself. eye contact makes me timid, conversations make me stutter, hearing voices around me automatically makes me feel i’m being judged, i get dizzy and scared and i always run home and tell myself i did good today, at least i tried. i was curious as to what people think of me, so i asked a few people i adore, these are a few special words that i treasure: i love the sweet little lisp you have that i notice when you talk and sing, you are enchanting and there is something so pure about you, i adore you, i could write poetry and love letters to every part of you, you have this childlike smile and a glow in your eyes, i love your lips and your small hands. these kind words i written beside my bed, i awake each day and read them. people do not see me the way i see myself and i’m starting to learn this, i’m learning to love myself. this has helped me an awful lot, and it made me realise there are probably a lot of you that are struggling with self love or know of someone that is struggling with self love, perhaps today you too could write a letter of the things you love to a special friend, let them know that they are loved, your words go a long way and i think we forget the power in them, use them wisely, all my love, unknown.