I am finally out of my reading slump. I am reading sweet books. Happy books. Yes. I am better health wise. I am taking things slow, not pushing myself to my extremes, and I am, for the first time trying not to care much about every single thing that I cannot control. Not that I can really do anything otherwise, but that’s how it is. I am trying. One small step at a time. I have also realized I have a tendency to invent chaos and more work in my life even when I don’t have to, I think I am worried of my thoughts but as I said, one small step at a time.

So since valentines was around the corner and no one pretty much seemed to be going around their lives without talking about it, I thought why not bring it once it was over. Yeah, valentines! Over and done with. Let me tell you Neel, I wrote a letter to my love this year. It was an open letter and delivered in anonymously but I did it. And I am only telling you this so you don’t give yourself much importance, okay. You are not the only one whom I write letters to, okay. What did you do on Valentines? Are you still one of those who gets all excited and send yourself gifts if you don’t have anyone? I remember. I learnt that from you. If there is no one to buy gifts for you, buy it yourself. There is no one better than you to love yourself. I have been doing it for all these years. But this year I skipped on that. I wasn’t just ready to love myself that much. One step at a time. One day I will get there again. One day I will love myself again more than I do right now. Don’t get me wrong, I am still my favourite person (Main apni favourite hoon #iykyk) but there is a long way ahead to be my best version again.

Love.

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