truth and dare

I know at the end of this entry you'll think "so what?" but I still want to share my discovery.

Once I thought that I could only love myself if someone loves me. And I have mistaken the fear of loss for love. Need for love.

The two years since have taught me that this is not love. They taught me that I'm valuable even if noone takes notice. They have also taught me to take notice when I see someone valuable. They have taught me that my value doesn't depend on someone's opinion of me, it depends on whether I can still respect myself. They have taught me that it's important to be my own person and be interested in things. And if I run across someone who also cares about things, that's good. If they care about me, even better.