When I was thinking about my first Self Love Project post, it was clear what I’ll write about.
The name of my blog comes from somewhere. It’s not just a random url.
My heart is really glowing. It has love and support for everyone who needs it. It gives me a lot of pain, but it’s the most valuable feature I have.
It doesn’t hate, it has a compassion for everyone, it doesn’t distinguish between friend or stranger.
I suffer a lot, because of people I gave my heart to and who didn’t appreciate it. I don’t expect love for love, care for care. I at least expect a respect, which I don’t get.
I cry with others, I feel their happiness or pain. I’m there for anyone who thinks I can help them, no matter are those my friends or people I passed on the street.
I’m proud I have my heart full of love. Despite all pain, I would never trade it for anything.