How hard is it to love yourself? I thought I did, until someone I loved treated me with disrespect and I did nothing about that, I accepted that treatment because in my core my peptides were screaming to say nothing. At that time in my life, others judgments of me were saying you are less so you should settle for less.
I realize I am not perfect, but I do have traits that I love about me. I now know I can suppress not so likeable traits and polish my good traits, just by what I allow past my conscious mind. The guardsman at the gate, so how do I help the ever vigilant guardsman? I turn off that darn tv, that slickly tells me about all that I lack, so I will buy more stuff to feed those ever screaming peptides, so that I can feel worthy, be a hero in my own life.
We know the authentic me giving my best to the world is the true hero’s journey, not the phunkin river of dreams.
So as Eleanor Roosevelt said,” No one can make you feel inferior without your permission.”
I will not be giving my permission.