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Dear Self,
This is supposed to be a love letter to you. That is, to me. And is is something that I am finding incredibly, yet unsurprisingly, hard to write today. Although I’d probably find it hard to write most days, to be honest. I’m not much in the habit of loving myself, although I imagine few of us are.
It doesn’t help that, while I do love some of me, there are parts of me that I am most definitely NOT in love with. But this post is not supposed to be about what I don’t love. (Others have spoken of the confusion of the love-yourself movement better than I can, and about how it’s okay to both accept yourself AND want to change things. ) So onto the things I can love without (many) mixed feelings.
I love that I’ve finally gotten to the point in my life where I’m standing up for myself more often.
I love that I’m spending less time wishing I had what I don’t, and more time appreciating what I do.
I love that I’m more willing to accept and acknowledge my flaws, and work to change them rather than fight against them.
I love that I’m working towards saving “fiery passion” mode for those things that warrant it.
I love me, most days.
Love,
Me
Slightly Similar Nonsense:
- 30 Days of Truth-Day 22-What I shouldn’t have done
- 30 Days of Truth-Day 4 Forgiveness of others
- Day 13: Musical Influences
- Day 8-Someone Who Treats Me Like Shit
- 30 Days-Day 14-A Hero Who Let You Down
