I got new slippers. I noticed that I clean it very often. My slippers are so pretty I don't let anyone mess with them. Yes, I clean all my footwear, but I give special attention to these navy blue slippers because I love them. I give similar care to my phone, my black backpack which I carry almost always. As I watch myself care so much for these things I paid for, and can easily replace, I ask myself why I don't care for myself like I care for my stuff. Funny right? I really can get a prettier navy blue slippers, and another black backpack I'd love, but I'd never get another me, and I love these things more than I love me? Oh I know you'd tell me I love me a lot, and that's why I get myself pretty stuff, but if I love me, why then have I let my thoughts about myself be an unhealthy place for me? Why do I let myself think that I am not enough? Or that I can never get to the top? Why do I constantly put myself down? Why do I wish I had someone else's face o
Zaynerb dreams of a community of people who are constantly positive in their thoughts, a community that embraces growth and knowledge, and a community that imbibes good character.