I am not good at speaking out “empathizing about myself” louder but am very good imagining myself as the best. I don’t behave always like that. This is life. A reality show. And I am not prepared except for interviews and meetings.
Being Lavanya is really very tough, complicating and very confusing.
The writings are the wandering thoughts given a face and a body. Evolving and growing. Sometimes positively, sometimes negatively. Sometimes very beautiful. Sometimes weird. And some other times ugly.
But it’s about me. I love myself.
This blog is about Lavanya loving herself, hating herself, angry with herself.