Learning to Love Myself
I have always known that I’m quite amazing. Does that sound egocentric? Just kidding. I know it does.
I’ve always been confident. I’ve always known my strengths. And I’ve been criticized for being too self-impressed.
But I am impressed with myself. I’ve overcome a lot. I’ve achieved a lot. I know my work makes a difference.
I also know that I love people. I genuinely love and care about others. The funny thing is that for the longest time I didn’t realize that I didn’t really love myself.
I didn’t love myself as much as I loved others anyway. I always put myself last. I always said “I can help” or “I could be good for that person.”
I actually thought that made me even more impressive. I managed to walk around a contradiction between “I’m amazing” and “other people matter more than I do.”
I have fancy language for all of this now. But I won’t go into it. All that matters is that I learn to love myself.
It’s not enough to be impressed by myself. I must love myself and care for myself. I might even put myself first sometimes–because sometimes you just have to.
Love matters. And I’m going to love myself more than anyone else. Because I am always with me; and that relationship matters too.
Maybe I can help myself. Maybe I could be good for me. And I can still be pretty damn impressive.