Self-love or the journey of acceptance?
What is the best piece of advice you would give to your 16-year-old self? Let me guess, going down the memory lane really ignited the risky roads travelled, the heartbreaks, the joy of being fierce and the hope of never stop believing. But honestly, you still wished to somehow meet the naïve version of yourself who foolishly danced to It’s a love story, baby just say yes by Taylor swift, the girl who fearless smashed the societal norms because she believed in the woman she was becoming, how her shine used to sparkle the entire room and how brilliantly she accepted her flaws knowing they all belonged to her. If you ask me, I really never believed in self-love, it was always reality that kept me going. I never really believed that things could majestically fall in place, I knew it was me who had to allow them to pass through that tunnel. Self-love for me is a debatable topic, I don’t purposely believe doing skincare or maybe dressing as your best self is known as self-love. It is the