I like

• My hair. It’s my favourite physical feature. Even with its dye growing out and its voluminous waves in my straight-hair-obsessed country. Precisely because of that. Because of its defiance and uniqueness and how it sprung to life once I stopped trying to tame it, shouting to all the world here I am!

• My intellect and ability to see past situations and make out of the box decisions. It’s some kind of a cheat, although I fully realize that I need hard work as well.

• My sensitive emotions and wanderlust and how it makes my life more colorful. How I get fascinated by the little things in life.

• My altruism and generosity and inherent affection to other people and desire to help and make everyone happy.

• My ability to mix impulsiveness and quirkiness with the right amount of order and convention, which I just noticed makes my trips very memorable, my fashion purchases unique, and my room decor legitimately Pinterest-worthy.

• My ability to be all-rounded, especially in science and medicine which to be honest isn’t really my forte.

• My introversion and love for solitude. It’s easier to maintain and costs less.

I dislike:

• The rest of my body and face and how it still makes me have low self-esteem despite logically knowing that I shouldn’t care.

• That goes to my emotions, who keeps “feeling” when I have rationalized with myself that I really shouldn’t care.

• My intellect makes me lazy and a horrible procrastinator, and I have bad work ethic if it’s something I don’t really feel passionate with.

• My sensitive emotions towards people that can swing either way, making me very judgmental and sensitive and negative and possibly manipulative, with bad trust issues and inability to move on.

• I don’t understand myself a lot of times and I think I kind of have borderline personality traits.

• My impulsivity. I’m an impulsive shopper, an impulsive liar, and even bought my cat on impulse which isn’t really a bad decision but I’ve been hiding her from my apartment management for two years.

• My ability to be well rounded makes me do things I don’t actually want, because I can. But it makes me unhappy.

• My solitude is a thin line away from loneliness, and my depression can be quite debilitating.