I know I should think well of myself but that’s not enough.: if others don’t love me, I would rather die then live- I cannot bare to be solitary and hated.
Charlotte Bronte.
solitary and hated
She spoke but no one heard, every scream seemed a whisper, and so she took pen to paper…
I could not agree more! I am sick to death of hearing I wont find love until I Iove myself. Only with the love off others gives me strength to even consider loving myself. If others don’t love me thrn I will nevrr either.