When I use my hands for good, it's for me.
When I put love into my cooking, it's for me.
When I maintain good habits, it's for me.
When I practice self love, it's for me.

I was taught that love is conditional. I was taught that I couldn't receive love unless I fit into a certain mold. But you know what? I refuse to do that. I refuse to limit myself and my being to the idea everyone has for me.

Why should I have to love myself under certain expectations?

Why can I not accept unconditional love? Is it because I've never known unconditional love, or is it because I feel that I don't deserve it?

I've spent so much of my life trapped in a bubble of expectations. I cannot live within borders because I know that I am limitless. I cannot act with love and I cannot love without loving myself first.

I don't think that loving myself unconditionally is a crime. I don't think it makes me selfish. Loving myself unconditionally makes me feel human.
Being human is my favorite thing about myself.

I love that humans have come so far that I am privileged to be typing on my computer about my inner workings. I don't have to worry about my survival because it feels assured.

I love the people around me so much. I was taught that family is the most important, which is valuable to some but not all. I love that I feel unconditional love from people who aren't blood.

That makes me feel so good. I feel validated that another human is able to value me without there being a catch or obligation (That is the exact reason why I ended up loving someone more intimately that I had expected).

Conditional love is the problem and unconditional love is the solution.
The lesson I've learned over the last few weeks is that I need to be able to accept love without any certain conditions.