Too tired right now to write anything of substance (“What?” you all collectively say, “You’ve written things of substance?!”), but a thought that Yuki expressed in an episode of Fruits Basket this evening seemed worth writing down—if only to remind me of it later. (Bad memory, you see.)

Anyway, the thought: though we are always told that you can’t love someone else until you love yourself, perhaps its only when we are loved by someone else that we allow ourselves to consider the possibility that there is something about us that can be loved. (Apologies for the complexity—if not actual run-on nature—of that sentence.) I think that might hold true in my case… but I need to think about it some more.

I swear I’ve heard that idea before, but—as demonstrated by the fact that I had forgotten it (and consequently all but assumed the other statement to be true)—I obviously need to be reminded of it a bit more often.