wanted you to hold me… accountable.
Instead I hold myself…accountable.
It makes the most sense.
We go searching for something… someone, other than ourselves
Which insinuates that we believe we aren’t capable of self-care, of self-love.
If this is true, then tell me how you could even begin to count on or love another?
I always thought that was my problem. Not that I didn’t love myself, but that I didn’t love myself, enough. Enough to be enough, for me.