My entire life I’ve struggled to accept myself. To choose myself. I’ve always said, “if I was skinnier… THEN I’d choose myself.” “If I was richer… THEN I’d choose myself!” “If I was more popular… THEN I’d choose myself.”
The realization of that stung when I realized I had long since set the expectation of how people should treat me. Making peace with who I AM not who I wanted to be was a huge step in seeing my worth.
It was eye opening in recognizing how my own self belief was reflected in how others see and respond to me. Even Now, where I truly have the most supportive I’ve ever found!
So. I ask you? Would you pick YOU? I’m trying to get to a place where I can honestly say I AM my favorite human being… not because I have a reason or HAVE TO have a reason… but because I am the ONLY human I’ve been given the sole responsibility of caring for and making ALLLL choices for for the entirety of my life.
I hope if you’re not your favorite person, you’re working on it too
