When I was younger, it was always the norm to invest in small talks to fit in.
You needed to dress up in certain way.
You needed to talk in a certain way.
And you needed to behave in a certain way.
But it never felt right to do so.
So I didn’t.
I suffered in silence because I didn’t want to give up who I was to be like everybody else.
But I have to admit — it wasn’t easy choosing to be alone.
I would need a friend from time to time.
Until I realised that you can’t force others to be there for you when they don’t want to.
So I learnt how to listen to myself.
It was only then when I have finally become comfortable with being my own best friend, completely blocking judgments from others.
As I believe that in order for you to befriend others, you must befriend yourself first.
All of it — The flaws. The quirks. The little things.
So today and everyday, I choose to be my own best friend.
And that’s okay.