Always wear your invisible crown
It doesn’t matter how nice I dress. How high my heels are. How pretty my makeup is. How long my hair grows. How little my waist is. How big my butt is. Or how many people admire me. I am in love with someone who is incapable of loving me back. And that makes me feel so empty inside.
Are we living in the age of narcissism?
"some psychologists believe we are living through a full-fledged narcissism epidemic"