Give, give, give.
Most of what I have, I give away.
My energy, my time, my love, my attention.
Making strong efforts and catering results.
Bending over backward, contorting to fit in.
Some days not even sure why I keep doing this.
Other days my senses come back.
I remember to give to me.
Luxurious milk baths, reading books in the rain.
Walking solo in the park, all pleasure no pain.
Treating myself to a sweet dessert.
Taking myself shopping for something pretty.
Nothing can top those moments.
When I do a little something for me.




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