Date Yourself Daily Until You Fall in Love With Yourself Permanently

You are enough

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For some reason, my white blood cells hate me.

I usually have a fever for at least seven days, no matter whatever I do.

But this time, when I got a fever on 1st January, I thought I would be sick the whole year.

There was a reason I got sick: I wasn’t sleeping well for last few days and I worked on to be “productive” to finish more in less time even though I didn’t feel like doing it. But I badly wanted to because my school was resuming and I needed to have a list of articles to publish here on Medium before that.

I didn’t let my parents recognize I was sick for half of the day because I wanted to work on the articles and if they know I’m sick, they won’t allow.

My younger brother gave me a reason to hate him that day: He told mom and dad I am sick. Now they gave a strict order I can’t come out of bed and took my phone with which I write. When they went to the other room, I pulled my notebook and started writing points to include in my articles.

Mom caught me. She requested to lie down and rest for some time.

Now I had to obey her. I turned off the lights and lied down for 15 minutes and after 15 minutes, I became normal. I was…