I know this a silly writing prompt but at the same time it does make me come up with a very quick answer .
A name I would choose for myself ..
Daisy. My favorite flower.
I didn’t take too long to come up with this answer because as a small child I lived in a small island that had very few flowers aside from wild daisy’s.
I would pick the daisies and test everybody’s love against a daisy as though it was the end-all and be-all of Truth.
He loves me. He loves me not. He loves me. He loves me not…. Looking back now, I wonder why it mattered so much…. And who is he anyhow.
I’m guessing, in hindsight , it’s the prince from the Disney shows that made little girls dream of having that prince one day . As though we’re not worthwhile unless someone else loves us.
Not true.
I can be my own Daisy now . I can choose she loves me instead of he loves me because at the end of the day if I can’t love myself , then I’m not worthy to be loved by anyone else.
Katz
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