Dearest Self Novels & Stories

And sometimes the greatest motivation to grow into your best self. is knowing that little eyes are watching every step.

“Maybe I ruin everything I touch.” “Oh, don’t start with that nonsense,” Aziz groaned, dragging a paw down his face. “I’m serious!” I sobbed. “And I’m serious too,” Aziz snapped back, snow scattering beneath his claws as he stood. “You say one stupid thing and suddenly your brain believes it.” Tears burned hotter against the freezing air. “You don’t seem to understand.” Aziz laughed once without humor. “Trust me, I understand self-destruction very well. I used to be the most destructive thing on earth, little peach.”

“We will pretend that—” “No,” I croaked. Dearon frowned. “No… what?” “No.” I smiled bitterly. “I can't do this. I can't live this way…” I rose to my feet, hurriedly putting on my leggings and tunic. “Please,” he breathed. I looked at Dearon and saw pain in his eyes. He got up and leveled his eyes with mine. “I'm a selfish bastard. I know that it's unfair to you, but I don't know how to let you go. I know we can find a way.”

Hard to believe but truer than the fact that I'm a Bakura and I've never known nor noticed, truer than the fact that I'm not even a Sheriff. So, when Ma asked me what I would change, I hastened to answer after thinking. I would never ever think again that I'm unworthy, or dirty or fitlthy. And I will never explain myself to the world again. I will live for me, for my Lord, for my own self and no one else. I will love for me, love me, laugh at me, laugh for me. For no one else before myself. I will be selfish. I'll be Labeebah Bakura.

I looked at Kiran, even her face softened at his statement. "Listen, mom, I have very few people whose existence matters to me, I care about them, I love them and so I wish them to be safe and happy. You are one of the those people, In fact, you are my life, my whole world. I can't live without you. Why can't you understand that? It is so difficult to take care of yourself?" He asked. He is going to cry now!

Ha, like I would even go to a party if my life depended on it. Should I take his apple laptop? Nah, not good enough, I know it would affect him but what the heck would I do with it that I can't do on my phone?. I need something which would affect him and benefit me at the same time. Don't look at me like that, I'm not selfish, he deserves it and it's selfLove tho. Munching on my favourite biscuit, an idea struck, *food* yeah food!. I jumped of my bed and did a booty shake. I can see your face now, told u am crazy.

�� 𝚍𝚘 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚢, 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢, 𝙸 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚋𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚖 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑. 𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝙸 𝚌� �𝚗 𝚋𝚎 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙾𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚎.“ 𝙷𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚎𝚍.

And I sincerely hope that as you go through these difficult times, you will see the light immediately and will never lose your way. I'm well aware that you have a lot of regrets. I'm well aware that you despise yourself for making the wrong choices. You have frequent visions of your former self and believe that they would be disappointed in your current actions. You imagine that your future self would be enraged with you for all of the decisions you are making today. This assumption is correct. I want you to know that different versions of yourself do not despise you in the same way. You are developing and becoming. Your former self is not dissatisfied with your performance. Instead, they ar

I know it and I find myself accepting it without fear or question I never imagined I would be those people who dread going to work. I love my job, or more accurately I loved my job. Max is an amazing boss, our office is fun but I can’t seem to get back into my groove. I shake the feeling that I need to let go of this life and something greater will come to me.

I looked back. He sat there under the glare of the living room lights. A shadow fell across his face. This was the face I had fallen in love with for a decade. Now, I didn’t even recognize him at all. “What’s the matter?” I asked. Taylor dropped his jaw for a moment. In the end, he simply said, “Get some early rest.” I nodded and sauntered into the bedroom. The door closed behind me. Putting my weight against the door, I sank to the floor.