Focus on myself.
What’s that even mean.
I thought I knew what it meant. But how am I supposed to do that?
Asking me to focus on myself feels like asking a plant to water itself. It’s impossible. I’ve depended on you for too long.
But that could be the problem.
I learned how to live dependent on you checking in. On you making me smile. On you making me happy.
So how does one focus on themselves?
Maybe it’s just a process.
Maybe I’ll figure it out as I go.
Maybe I just wish we could have focused on ourselves but together.