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We're a Good Person Regardless!❤️

Sometimes we care too much about what others think of us, 

We reason with ourselves and always find ourself at fault.

Sometimes we give a lot, and expect people to do the same to us. 

There are and will be times when people will take undue advantage of us, but we'll always be there whenever they'll need us again. 

But people rarely acknowledge the good that you do to them! 

"Am I not good enough?" 

"Why are people so harsh in their tone" 

"Am I that bad?" 

"Why is the world so hard on me?"

All sorts of question revolve in our head!

We are not alone in this thinking, everyone has the same worries and thoughts🙌

It's normal

Because staying real and authentic can feel like swimming upstream especially when we are in the process of figuring out who we truly are!

Sometimes, doing that we'll lose our true self

In a generation where our self worth is usually measured in terms of how many likes we receive, it's but natural to be too hard on ourselves

At the same time no matter what we do to prove ourselves, people will always look down upon us.

We can't please everybody, everytime!! 
People will feel insecure, they have their own perceptions, and we can't change that! 

Everyone will judge us by their limited perception of who we are, no matter how kind we be to them.

But at the same time, Our value will never decrease based on someone's inability to see our worth!
Originality is a rare asset & a person who retains it stands out from the crowd as a unique person❤️

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