I put too much work just for me to hate myself

I like to think I'm a hard-worker

This is just gonna text post, or a rant post? I don't know the better term

I love doing things, lots of things. Writing this post also, even if it is a rant, I love doing it. But I am just so mad at mysself all the time, I don't know why. I think I crave forgiveness and I crave to be liked by everyone that my brain create's problems for me to have, which then become actual problems.

To anyone reading this, save yourself from this. Love yourself, you're so much more worth it than you believe. Some people like to use the excuse that we are just tiny specs in the vast universe and because of that life is meaningless. But I like to believe it's the exact opposite. Because we're so small, we can do whatever we want, without restrictions, be yourself, write that book, and let everyone around you live their lives and live yours. Don't restrict yourself with things like being liked by everyone or how people see you. Have fun while it lasts cause it sure as hell will not last long.

And if ever you think your burning out, your losing motivation, stop moving. Take a breathe, stretch your legs, read a book, watch a movie, cook some food, anything. Clear your head, you can find inspiration and motivation in everything, even the smallest things.

Call your friends, your family, someone you miss that you haven't talked to in awhile. Be nice to the barista in the coffee shop you always go too even if your having a bad they or if they are too. Look out the window, let the sun in, or listen to the drops of rain patter on the glass. Have an iced coffee or a hot coffee or not a coffee at all. There's so many good things, too many good things, including you. You are a miracle and a statue of potential waiting to come to life. Enjoy life because you deserve it.

Lots of Love, Finn.