Falling in Love with Yourself
I often hear messages from the bestari sages to love yourself. When we can love ourselves, we will dare to show the world, to all around us that we are proud to be ourselves. This is me, this is the real me, without the consent of others.
We will be more courageous in expressing our views and appearing according to ourselves, because our own comfort is more important than the consent of others. And in my 30s, I managed to find myself, I managed to love myself more deeply, I got to know myself more.
April is my birth month and a few days ago I turned 32 years old. I am single. At this age, 30 years and over, is often considered a critical age for single women. The stigma of old maidens still applies in the villages and is pinned on women who are not married to the age of 30. Many of my friends in the village are married, have two children, and some have even been married more than once. It is not uncommon for me to be compared to them and the question of when to get married does not need to be discussed because I often hear it from family and friends.
I no longer question the question of ‘when will you get married’. Because my life is too short just to think about marriage. So I just hang around, enjoy and celebrate life and be happy.
Returning to the title of this article, falling in love with myself, maybe that’s why I feel so good at being alone right now. The presence of men is not too urgent for me. I am satisfied with myself.
It’s not that I don’t have an interest in marriage. I am interested in marriage, but for me it is not an achievement that I should pursue. The most important thing is self-happiness and self-love will not diminish.
At 32 years of age, I thank God for this extraordinary life. At the end of 31 years of age, I celebrated by praying, reciting dhikr, reading the Koran and praying giving thanks and reciting wishes. In prayer, I asked God to convey my greetings of love, greetings and thanks to the late father who raised, educated, and sent me to school. I don’t forget to also pray for my mother so that in the rest of my life I can always be happy and devoted to her.
I also didn’t forget to reward myself with a number of prizes because for me the age of 32 is extraordinary, for some reason, maybe because I can escape from the past. I gifted myself a Samsung A20 phone, the most expensive gift I could afford hahahah. Not to forget, I also gifted myself two books on feminism like the picture above.
Hopefully I can continue to be independent, be happy, and love myself more. Happy birthday to me. Ha ha ha