Day 1.
I decided that to love myself, I would have to love not only who I am, but also my body. I figured that would be the easiest part to get over, so I just made a list of all the things I hate about my physical appearance and all the things I love about it. Although my hate list was longer, it made me realize how silly some of my hates were. For example, I’m almost certain other people don’t care about my feet. I hate them, but I highly doubt people get together and have a “Her Feet Are Ugly” meeting. Making the lists definitely helped me realize a few things. I’m glad I did, even though it was extremely hard to right some of them for some reason. I guess it’s just easier not to think about it, but I’ve been doing that for way too long now. It’s time to face my fears head on. And that’s exactly what I’m doing. After I made the lists—and laughed at myself a bit for being so upset over such miniscule things—I looked in the mirror for literaly half an hour or so. I focused on each and every one of the things I hate about my body for a good while before deciding most of them weren’t that bad. Then, I focused on everything I love about my body, and it somehow made me love my imperfections. Lastly, I told myself “You are beautiful.” I feel good—refreshed, or something. Now I’m not saying I’m super confident and ready to take on the world because of some major revelation. No, I just feel…good about myself. For the moment, at least. I remember at one point saying that I would wait for a guy who loves me because of my flaws, not despite them. Well, I’m thinking now that I can do that. I can wait for that guy. And I feel like he might actually be real…although I’m still being all pessimistic in the back of my head. I have to work on that, too. I guess I’ll just have to learn to ignore that voice and overpower it with a optimistic one. :)
Love yourself first.
This blog is for me because I need to learn to love myself. Once when I was down on myself about not having a boyfriend, my friend told me “You have to love yourself before someone else can love you.” At first I was mad at her for saying I don’t love myself, but then I accepted the fact that it is indeed true. So I figured I would make a blog about me learning to love myself. Here’s my journey. :)
