I think I am worthy.
I was born from the womb, screaming so.
Feed me!
Bathe me!
Let me sleep!
Take care of me!
Oh, please, please,
love me.
I was born with my body believing, with every ounce, that it deserved love.
It was the world, today’s world, that made me think otherwise.
Or maybe, once I started thinking about love and stopped being i…read more