I want to love and be loved. But what does true love mean? It's probably when you're accepted with all your oddities and fears. When you're with someone you don't have to pretend to be, you can be yourself even if it sometimes means being a little broken or funny.
I often think: what if I'm not good enough? Am I being too demanding or am I being too private? Why is it so scary to open up to someone and let them enter your heart? So many times I was afraid that they wouldn't accept me, that they wouldn't love the real me.
But in order to love, you must first love yourself. It's easy to say, but it's harder to do. I'm learning to accept my mistakes and weaknesses, trying to forgive myself and not demand an ideal. Maybe that's the key, not to look for love from the outside, but to let it grow inside.
I want to be with someone who can listen without judgment, who understands without unnecessary words, who supports me in moments of weakness and will rejoice with me. And I want to be like that too able to listen, understand and care.
I dream that love is not a chain or a condition, but freedom the freedom to be yourself and give freedom to another. So that there would be no fear of losing, but there would be a desire to cherish and build something real.
Sometimes it seems that everything is too complicated. But I believe that true love is there. It's just that sometimes you need a little more patience, a little more courage and maybe a little more self-belief.
These are my thoughts today.