📚🤎Here it is, my year that is ending...🤎📖

📚🤎Here it is, my year that is ending...🤎📖

🌹🤎I learned to love people I didn't think I could appreciate and I stopped loving others I didn't think I could forget.

I've come to terms with friendships that have turned out to be smaller than they were, 

but I've also understood that you need to give love mainly because you feel the need and not because you want to be reciprocated.

I understood, 

however, 

that authentic relationships are only based on reciprocity.

I've discovered that there are ties defended for so long, 

that when they end they can even carry the rubble of memory with them.

And leave nothing but imperceptible traces on you.

I've learned that there are people who believe they are more than they are and that high self-esteem does not allow them to recognize their limits, 

nor to try to fix them.

Who fill their lives with ephemeral forms.

Because the shape, 

they think, 

covers the holes of the essence.

I realized that my flaws coincide exactly with my strengths.

And I had a hard time figuring out which way to look at myself.

In the end, 

I looked at myself from the side that seemed best to me, 

the one that allowed me to love myself.

I discovered the hypocrisy of some and the pride of others.

I realized that no one really changes unless they have a strong motivation and that often love is not a motivation at all.

But I also met people who gave me unconditionally and from them I learned to be better.

Here it is, 

my year that is ending.

Overflowing with every possible emotion.

Because who cares if being sensitive hurts.

I want to live my life like this: 

with my heart on my skin... 

🤎💖💗💕💓💞💘💝