Lovers that bring war

I am jealous of people who can lean unapologetically on their strengths. People who do not clip their own wings to make others around them feel more comfortable with their weaknesses. People who do not fight with two hands tied behind their backs. Those who fight for peace while their lovers bring them war. I wanted to be unabashedly myself. I wanted to say ‘no’ with confidence. And now that I am that person, more than anything, I feel anger. Anger at those who mistreated my old self. I want to take revenge, but as they say: ‘The best revenge is living a good life.’

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