I am still mastering the art of choosing myself.
I am still learning to wake up every day and choose myself.
I am constantly trying to convince myself that I am deserving of being priority in my own life.
I am still mastering the art of choosing myself.
I am still developing methods for feeding my soul.
I am still learning to plant seeds in my own garden and wait for them to grow.
I have become accustomed to digging up the seeds and sabotaging my own growth for fear of becoming too big or too full.
I am the flower and the weeds…growing, yet suffocating, blossoming, yet destroying.
But here I am, at the penultimate day of another grueling week and I’m pleased to say that I chose myself for the past 6 days.