NAPPILY EVER AFTER
“I have always cared about what people thought of me”. - What would people say? - What would people think? - What if they don’t like it? Full of insecurities, wanting to be perfect all the time. I feared criticism, I never liked change, I didn’t like to present myself as weak, and I always had to look faultless. I lied to myself so much that I started believing my own lies. Pretending to be this independent, have it all, spoiled, and classy young lady who had so much to offer yet, could not support myself, much less afford to be independent. I admired hard-core movie villains so much that I started believing I was one; heartless, unemotional, hardcore woman who had nothing to lose, much less gain from other beings. I was playing such an amazing character and forgot it was my life (reality) and not fantasy movies that I watch. I blamed everybody but me. I looked to everyone I knew for everything I ever wanted and needed, with thoughts that it w