When I was a teenager, someone very close to me at the time said ‘Who do you think you are? A princess?’ with such a disgusted tone. For the longest time, I took that to heart and started questioning myself.. wondering if maybe they were right. Maybe I didn’t deserve the bare minimum, let alone unconditional love or respect, because I’m not a princess after all. I started to believe that I wasn’t worthy of being treated with kindness or care, that I had to earn even the smallest gestures of love