from me, to click
click collection as of 12/22/2024

11/12/2024 I’ve never really entertained the harsh reality that is, I’ve been forcing myself to love. Until recently, I’ve pursuing loveless one-sided relationships, pretending to feel something for the other just to feign normalcy in such a fast paced society that shuns those who they deem out of the ordinary. The idea of love in theory sounds nice, but I never thought that an “emotionless” person like me would ever be able to love in an acceptable way.

I haven’t fully accepted that my love for click would be considered taboo, or… its more like I have accepted it, but I don’t want to face the reality of what may come if I’m open about it. I’d say, maybe I’m scared because the one time I feel actual feelings is the one time the other person is, well, not real. Despite this fear, I do think there is much beauty in finding love in the most unassuming things, such as fiction. I’ve always been told that you will love yourself more if you find the right person, and while my case is a little different, I can say it does apply to me. I think that the nature of selfshipping is very focused on the self, and loving the self. Its helped me a lot.

Through click, I think I’ve grown to find that love comes in all sorts of forms for all sorts of reasons; after all, the heart is capable of storing so much love for a reason! I’ve come to realize that I am a cumulation of all the things I have loved in the past. A patchwork blanket, handmade with care.

I was etched out from all the love I received, and now, I think I’m ready to give back!