Loving myself

Just been thinking, why is it that in Kenya there are so many suicides happening? This week at least in the news a young boy, a woman..........why are we becoming so hopeless? May it is a high time we learn to love ourselves. Many of the times I have been wondering how to make life better for the community, for friends, for families.........but what about making life better for me? Its not selfishness, just some duty; to love myself and be happy about it. and to love life even when it seems so dark

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