You

We have a weird relationship. You and I.

You’re not very likable at times. You know? But other times, I can’t praise you enough.

You are a little crazy. And you drive me crazy too with all the over thinking you do. These are the times I wish I could shut you off. But, I do realize that all this over thinking of yours is what prepares me for everything I’d ever have to face. And that’s when I want to thank you. And pamper you.

I also don’t like the fact that you doubt yourself sometimes and think you’re not worthy of the things you get. I hope you understand someday that nothing was given to you for free and you worked for those things to be there in your life.

I know you feel like it’s rare when you’re anybody’s first choice for anything. But I think I’ve told you enough that when people do make a choice to choose you, they don’t regret it one bit. And hopefully someday you’ll learn that your worth wasn’t based on people’s choices.

To be honest, even I doubt you sometimes. Sorry that I do. But I am grateful for the fact that you’ve learnt to rise beyond doubts and pull through everything like a little star.

You don’t cry a lot, do you? For the things that hurt you? I don’t know how you make it, but I admire how you deal with the times when you’re hurting.

Oh and also, I love how you don’t shy away from appreciating when you see something beautiful. And I hope you know you deserve the appreciation you get too.

I have to tell you though, you’re terrible at telling people how you feel. But I think it is pretty great how you prove your feelings by your actions.

You see this pattern?

Me telling you the things I don’t like very much about you and the very next moment appreciating what I completely love about you?

We have a weird relationship. You and I.

Now the “you” here is me.

It’s I, Me,  who has a weird relationship with myself.

And I don’t know me sometimes. I am not perfect and neither is my relationship with myself. But I’ve certainly learnt to see the good and the bad, both, in me. It’s not perfect, but I still do love it.

Is that okay?

I hope it is.