break from social media, day 61

this whole time I’ve been seeking attention and approval so that I can feel good about myself. But I don’t need to wait for other peoples’ approval; I already approve of myself. who am I writing this for? I’m writing it for me. maybe now i’m on stage and there’s only one person in the audience, down in the middle front row: me. maybe the ghost light’s still on and i’m sitting on the edge of the stage. “I have stepped through, again and again. Instead of dissipating, i’ve started accepting myself.” Maybe I can feel the light of my own countenance. Take a deep breath because the play is just beginning.