The Moment I Stopped Hating Myself

I wanted for some time to create something around the concept of interacting with my past self, so this is my attempt to capture this idea. This entire video was shot in an art studio and the red liquid is obviously paint. The theme of the video and the poem is definitely dark. The brutal way I chose to showcase this idea, I think empowers the positive message this poem ends with. I hope you relate to some part of it and I hope it helps.

Forever Humbled,
A kid with a camera

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Libys - Η Γη είναι ένα κρύο νεκρό μέρος
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🔰The Moment I Stopped Hating Myself by illneas

Dear Past Self,
before you give up,
look at yourself in the mirror without the illusion of time

Look as if the distance between us
could be counted in fading scars,
not seconds

Before you abandon hope, remember that being enough,
has less to do with who you are,
and more with who you could be

Before you give in to the voices in your head,
I need to tell you that your ideas will never silence

So try to reshape them,
let them radiate through you

Before you become bitter with people,
Understand that loneliness is nothing compared to unshared happiness

The world is full of beautiful people
in the most unexpected ways,
so learn to trust them

Sometimes I wish you could see yourself through my eyes
And then I realize that you will

For now, stare into the mirror in front of you
as if you could realize that imperfection is another human construct

And if you still want to give up
If you still want to give in to those voices
if you still go to bed hoping that you will never wake up

Place your hand on your heart
and feel the blood inside of us

Let each breath carry you into the future
until we become one

I assure you,
it gets better

And even if you disagree with me,
keep in mind that
I will always be proud of you