Dearest Self Novels & Stories

“I told her that the best revenge is to rise. To stand up, dust yourself off, and show the world that you are more than what he tried to make you believe. Change the personality he knows, love yourself, pamper yourself, treat yourself right, increase the price of being connected to you and always walk with your shoulders high." His words hit something deep inside me. Rise, Dust myself off. "You know why I said that?" He continued. I shook my head. "Because she needed to understand that the most beautiful love story she could ever write was the one where she fell in love with herself, and in doing so, she would discover that she was the missing piece she had been searching for all along." I n

I could feel the anticipation burning between us like a fire, ready to devastate anything in its path if not contained. “I-i’m sorry too for not being enough-” “Shh…don't say such a thing. Please don't ever think that way about yourself, honey. You are absolutely perfect in every single way and you should believe that with all your heart. There is no one else like you in the whole world and you should never, ever doubt or forget that. Nobody has the same beauty as you, nobody has the same spirit or strength as you do. Don't let anyone make you feel otherwise; all that matters is what YOU think of yourself,”

A good man once said, expose yourself to your deepest fear; after that, fear has no power, the fear shrinks, and vanishes and you are free. There are two basic motivating forces: fear and love. When we are afraid, we pull back from life. When we are in love, we open to all that life has to offer with passion, excitement, and acceptance. We need to learn to love ourselves first, in all our glory and our imperfections. If we cannot love ourselves, we cannot fully open to our ability to love others or our potential to create. The best love is the kind that awakens the soul and makes us reach for more, that plants a fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds. And that's what you've given m

since the four of us were last together. The time I've spent here made me realize that maybe, just maybe, I haven't really known myself all the while back home. I realized that.the only opinion I'd ever have to care about, the only one that mattered, was my own. An attitude brought on by people I've only met months ago. I was told to own the various avocations that made me happy. The things that brought me to life and made me feel the most alive. I remember Alex telling me that the worst thing I could ever do in life is to keep my chin down and doubt myself. I made a promise to myself that that was something I'd

AURORA- Our life isn’t normal. Our life isn’t normal. Our life isn’t normal. Our life isn’t normal. Our life isn’t normal. Our life isn’t normal. Our life isn’t normal. Our life isn’t normal. Our life isn’t normal. Happiness detests me… I'm a detestable person. Happiness detests me… I'm a detestable person. Happiness detests me… I'm a detestable person. Happiness detests me… I'm a detestable person. Happiness detests me… I'm a detestable person. Happiness detests me… I'm a detestable person. Happiness detests me… I'm a detestable person. Happiness detests me… I'm a detestable person.

�� 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙖 𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙪𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙗𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙧𝙣. 𝘼𝙣 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙙𝙚𝙫𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙖 𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙤𝙣𝙚'𝙨 𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙡 𝙙𝙪𝙩𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙨� �𝙚 𝙖 𝙟𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙣𝙚𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙩𝙤 𝙞𝙩𝙨 𝙖𝙗𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙪𝙩𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣.

I came back to sense and off the stove mom : sri what happened dear me : nothing happened mom mom : are you loving him me : what you're speaking mom we are completely different how can I love someone like him mom : your brain can know all these things but not your heart me : why mom mom : because heart is selfish dear it won't listen to anyone untill it get what it needs me : I'm feeling pity for myself mom for wanting which I don't even deserve to dream mom : I don't know what made you think like that dear but the truth is if someone deserves it's you I can say that confidently

He smiled, the wrinkles intensifying on his face, “Simple. Love and trust yourself. When you do not reject yourself, the outside world cannot reject you. When you control what you believe, you will not allow yourself to endure hurt and pain at every ostensible betrayal or assault.” There was a blissful serenity on his face as he looked at me, “You might have heard these lines by the Pakistani poet, ‘Khudi ko kar buland itana ke har taqdir se pehele, Khuda bande se khud pooche, beta teri raza kya hai.’ Become self-sustaining and self-generating, and even gods will wait around to lend a hand.”

I punish myself daily because of this. I was worst. I stared back at the door. Dhruv couldn't love the bad me. Nobody could love that part of me. I myself couldn't love that part of me. At least, he despised me now.

My brother sat beside me, shaking me awake. "Five more minutes," I whined, covering myself with a pillow and grumbling again. "Breakfast is almost ready, and I want to talk to you." I got up to sit up straight, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. Then, letting out a lazy yawn, I turned to look at my brother. I could see he was stressed out by this situation. " I know this is wrong and I wish there was another way." He sighed before he continued talking. “ You aren't alone. I just want you to know that I will always be there for you every step of the way”.