A good way to understand someone is to ask what type of plant they see themselves as and why. Personally, I see myself as a succulent because I need so much care and love to grow properly and even STILL, I might randomly "die" on you and require even MORE love and care than you thought possible of a succulent. In case you wanted to learn a lot about me, here's an important list of reasons why I'm essentially a human succulent.

1. Without enough sunlight, I become sad

A sad succulent is very noticeable and makes you feel like a garbage plant owner. However, when I get a little sad, give me some beautiful sunshine (with proper nutrition) and I'll become a whole new woman...or succulent in this case.

2. When I don't have enough water, it's obvious

I'm extremely unhappy when I'm dehydrated, but also if I drink so much water that I have to pee every ten minutes, I'm super unhappy. I require a very delicate balance of water, much like a succulent.

3. I require love and affirmation

If you don't provide a succulent with enough love and care, it will wither up and look like garbage. I am very similar. I'm a fairly needy friend and I love when people express their feelings towards me (even if it's just a random "I love you" text. It's the little things after all).

4. Once you wrong me, it's over

This one time, I bought a succulent from the Saturday Market and then went on vacation for three weeks and completely forgot about my new plant. When I got home, it was obvious the plant was dying, but I did everything I could (which, mind you, really isn't much), and the plant still died. I wronged this succulent by leaving it alone for three weeks IMMEDIATELY after I bought it, and it never forgave me. I'm very similar (only I won't die, but I WILL ghost you).

5. I'm easygoing

It's okay if you get really busy and don't water a succulent for a couple days. You just have to remember it exists so you're not neglecting it. I might be a needy friend, but I'll understand when life gets insanely busy and you only have time for yourself. But as soon as you completely forget about me or blow me off multiple times, it's OVER. Just like a succulent.